Sometimes I catch myself while I am brushing my teeth and listening to the news on NPR or while I’m lifting cereal to my mouth and scrolling through the news on my laptop… I catch myself not feeling. I catch myself growing accustomed to the words hundreds dead, hundreds fleeing, hundreds trapped, hundreds starving, hundreds dying. There is so much terror and sadness in the news that the consistency has left us inured. Our own moral compass is subdued and muted by an unknown self-protecting mechanism. And the more we are exposed to, the more we are desensitized.
But sometimes I want to scream in my head FEEL THIS. FEEL! THIS!