So apparently, even European countries are giving us warnings now about terrorist attacks. I admit it, I'm freaked out. Does that mean "they've already won"? Because I don't want my life to end in a mushroom cloud or some creepy flesh eating virus??? Does that make me a coward? If it does, then there is some seriously twisted logic going on in the western world. Not that I didn't think that already. We live in a world of zero cohesion. I'm not saying that it's good or bad, but it certainly makes for some strange challenges. I have to say though, there is something beautifully surreal about huge masses of people, entire countries, just sitting on their hands, feeling like doom is near and there's absolutely nothing they can do about it. It very much runs against all traditional human instincts. When Sept. 11 hit, my first instinct was to think "It's time to move to South America" until rationality kicked in and I realized that probably wouldn't help. So I moved home instead to recollect myself. After a year there, I was very reluctant to move back to the city. I knew it would mean that I'd be alone again, which was kind of the whole scenario I was trying to avoid. Who ever said being an only child was a good thing has never met an only child. I wish I had some ray of hope to dispense here, if only for my own benefit (I get the feeling this ain't gonna be a popular blog!) but I honestly can't think of a single thing. Well, maybe one thing. In all likelyhood, I'll be looking back on entries like this in a few years, laughing my ass off at how naive they sound. I'm not sure what to worry about more: terrorists or the media that keeps taunting us with these ridiculous tidbits to keep us up at night...