there is nothing, at all, that i can say.
all day i was thinking: Fort Knox : my family � & all day i got nothing done.
for the sake of his sorrowful passion have mercy on us and on the whole world
19:56
i am supposed to be making dinner now, but i don't see how i could cook.
suddenly i remember that today is my parents' thirtieth wedding anniversary. today my father had to go in to work & direct the news. i spoke to him on the phone & he wanted to talk shop, which satellite crews he was sending where, what came to them on which feed, what the other stations are doing right now.
at heart i will always be a newsguy's daughter. whatever happens, i will notice how good the cameraperson is.
at heart i will always reject that newsguy kind of scopophilia. at work i broke down & cried, in front of everyone, & had to go be sick from all the footage of people falling.
