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Feb. 1st, 2003
I'm sure everyone knows by now that the space shuttle Columbia broke apart in the skies this morning while descending home.
I don't know how I feel.
When![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
nexushoratio came into the bedroom & told me, "We've lost another shuttle," it felt like it did the day he came into the bedroom a year & a half ago and said, "Oh my fucking God. Remember the two towers of the World Trade Center? There's only one now."
Then I felt cynical. I thought, "Well, that's certainly a good way to distract people from a war."
Then relief. I remembered how hard my sister tried to get into the space program, before finally giving up & focusing on attending college & majoring in chemistry & philosophy. I think today I'm glad she decided to go to college.
Then I felt angry.
Then despair, when I saw the big blackened smoking patch of ground.
Then worry... "How did this happen?"
And now I don't know how I feel.
I don't know how I feel.
When
nexushoratio came into the bedroom & told me, "We've lost another shuttle," it felt like it did the day he came into the bedroom a year & a half ago and said, "Oh my fucking God. Remember the two towers of the World Trade Center? There's only one now."Then I felt cynical. I thought, "Well, that's certainly a good way to distract people from a war."
Then relief. I remembered how hard my sister tried to get into the space program, before finally giving up & focusing on attending college & majoring in chemistry & philosophy. I think today I'm glad she decided to go to college.
Then I felt angry.
Then despair, when I saw the big blackened smoking patch of ground.
Then worry... "How did this happen?"
And now I don't know how I feel.
