I can't believe I have to post twice in one week that I am safe. This week is fired. I am home alone, curled up in my loft. The cats could care less about terrorism. I am kind of in shock. I used to live in Watertown. Used to work in Brookline. I have friends at MIT, and I'm in Cambridge all the time. I work and play in Somerville and Boston. All these places are under shelter-in-place lockdown. I keep having the beginning of a cry, but can't keep it up to get the horror out. Oh, world, my heart hurts. It aches.
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