On my way into the office just about everyone I passed who had a radio or TV was listening to news reports about Iraq. I was on news overload last night when Kev had to watch it as it happened (until it put him to sleep). I was wondering if there would be any place to escape... any way to get a break and stick my head in the sand. It's not that I want to be ignorant. But that right now, I am so stressed that in some ways I *have* to be ignorant in order to survive. I need to be able to focus on the here and now because life goes on and I can't let it take over my life. Or else I will spend all my time being afraid of what retribution we might feel here on homeland soil. I can't worry about how it is going to change my life. I need to live my life.
Then I walked into our break room to put together my breakfast. It was silent. Oddly silent. And I looked up.
The TV that spends all day on some channel or other telling us about the stock market was gone. Simply plucked from its shelf and the space left bare.
I wonder if that was done so that we didn't have to listen to the news all day. Or so that people didn't get war obsessed and spend all day watching it unfold.
Whatever reason, I am grateful. There is a small place of peace in this building, of silence. And I like it.Posted by Deb Atwood at March 20, 2003 07:37 AM | TrackBack