It was an exhausting day today. From beginning to end, given it actually started Sunday night and it is not expected to finish any time soon. An hour delay on the flight does not help the case and this is only boarding time, as who knows when we take off, even less when we land. I need to put my thoughts in order, get ready for a productive night but also think of so many things at the same time: a presentation, the closing of the year, new staff, new plans perhaps a new house. My brain clearly accuses lack of sleep and each time I start to just stop and think it will confuse my thoughts in the highway of multiple urgent and non important things it wants to do. So I write, since writting helps me put things in its place, and hoping it will also take the confusion away..
I see signs saying we are not afraid. Londoners are tough and endured the bombings of WWII. But those Londoners are hardly the same as the ones here today. Yes people in general are resilient, more than we think we can be when looking outside out. That is anywhere in the world, not just in London. And truth be said there is merit in not letting fear control our lives and terrorism win. Well I just walked into the district line, 5 stations away from Parsons Green and I am afraid. I am not shaking, crying or running away. But I am afraid mostly because it is all so natural. Life must go on I said, as I decided I was not going to cancel my lunch and avoid the tube. But that is what makes it scary. Life goes on and in an effort to not be afraid we recklessly do not change our habits and rely on the stats that more people die on the road then on terrorist attacks. Reality is, the law of probability does not matter because terrorist events are binary. So I think about my frie...
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