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Yesterday I approached the Muslim Student organization's table on the West Mall, and I apologized for the wretched behaviour of many people in my state. It may not change much, but at least I told someone. I feel a little better.
Keep hallucinating flags everywhere, in the waving of the trees and signs and buildings. The symptoms of waning shock in my system, I suppose. I keep forgetting things, even in the midst of working.
I forgot Patrick's package today. Thursday I suppose I shall mail it. Long overdue. I will not mail his present from Prague, because if I lose anything else, however small, I will lose my sanity too. Taking extra special care of my hibiscus plant right now, checking my pockets compulsively.
Think I failed a test in astronomy yesterday.
Dr. Nethercut, who teaches my course on ancient Egypt, was in rare form yesterday. His passion and humor for his field is a joy to watch, and for fifty minutes yesterday I left behind the pain and anguish of the past week. While discussing forms of deities, he cut to the animated Longhorn that plays on the Jumbotron during the Texas Fight chant at football games here. "Look at our fine Texas minotaur!" I thanked him after class, and the kind man remembered me from our first meeting. Reminds me a tiny bit of my grandpa.
I'm lost. There is so much death and pain and destruction. I am so far away and still so near to it. I look at the places around me as if I may never see tham again. Told Greg yesterday that I felt safe in Metro because it is exactly the same as it was when I was twelve years old.
Keep hallucinating flags everywhere, in the waving of the trees and signs and buildings. The symptoms of waning shock in my system, I suppose. I keep forgetting things, even in the midst of working.
I forgot Patrick's package today. Thursday I suppose I shall mail it. Long overdue. I will not mail his present from Prague, because if I lose anything else, however small, I will lose my sanity too. Taking extra special care of my hibiscus plant right now, checking my pockets compulsively.
Think I failed a test in astronomy yesterday.
Dr. Nethercut, who teaches my course on ancient Egypt, was in rare form yesterday. His passion and humor for his field is a joy to watch, and for fifty minutes yesterday I left behind the pain and anguish of the past week. While discussing forms of deities, he cut to the animated Longhorn that plays on the Jumbotron during the Texas Fight chant at football games here. "Look at our fine Texas minotaur!" I thanked him after class, and the kind man remembered me from our first meeting. Reminds me a tiny bit of my grandpa.
I'm lost. There is so much death and pain and destruction. I am so far away and still so near to it. I look at the places around me as if I may never see tham again. Told Greg yesterday that I felt safe in Metro because it is exactly the same as it was when I was twelve years old.