March 22nd - Numb

I wish I had already blogged today. For those who don’t know, I live in Denver, CO, 30 minutes away from where the Boulder shooting happened today. I wish I had already blogged because now those 6 people killed while picking out their freaking vegetables or pasta or whatever is all I can think about. So now this isn’t going to be a lighthearted blog.

I’ve gotten uncomfortably “good” at distancing myself from horrible things. This year, after all, has been the epitome of distance. I think I’ve almost become stunted to the world’s horror. Oh, another 20,000 dead from the coronavirus. Another person I know that believes none of it is real. It’s numbing.

This, though, feels a lot more real. I know people who shop or have shopped at that King Soopers. Austin and I almost stopped there to pick up last minute snacks on the way to his mom’s house for dinner. A friend of a friend was there this morning.

Even still, I’m already feeling guilty about how soon after this I’m going to be okay. The horror will pass and I’ll move on. It will be something people talk about heavily for the next week, and then, for most of us, it will be another terrible thing that happened in the past. For others, today will never leave them.

Illustration isn’t related. Just what I wanted to draw today.