Listening to this song, feeling so melancholic and powerless, with a terrible need to hug my step children and tell them how much we miss them. I wish we could all to do like in the kids games: call the war off, let the dead stand up again, clean up the dust on our clothes, put the soldiers back in the box, and be friends again, like nothing happened.
But life is not a game, and we're all getting hurt for real. I know this blog is not a place to suffer, and I don't want it to be that. This is why I'll be happy and positive tomorrow, and I will be glad to talk about casual things. But not today.