This bit of news has really bummed me out. It’s terrible thing to realize at how inhuman some of our fellow men can be. I can’t even begin to understand how people like these cannot feel even a tinge of guilt at what they’ve done. That they can look at the victims in the eye and do what they do… it’s beyond my comprehension. That they cannot even imagine what it would be like for the people that would be left behind.
Those victims had lives, had plans, had dreams… they looked forward to the weekend and planned what they’ll be doing with their kids, probably planned on watching Iron Man, or going to Manila, or going to a party, or maybe stay in the house and clean or indulge in a hobby, get drunk sinking karaoke somewhere… go on a date… and they can’t do all that anymore.
It certainly puts into perspective certain things… that no matter how bad it can get for me, no matter how much misfortune falls my way… I’m still alive. I can still do something about my own plans and my own dreams. To not do something… not to have plans …not to have dreams would probably be the stupidest thing I can ever do with this life.