Sometimes it's hard

I want to write something today but I don't know what it is. Curious how the gravity of external seismic shifts in people's lives - the economy, employment insecurity, natural disasters - have a way of immuring us from the possibility of a personal immanent threat.

Just as the accretion of the last disaster becomes visible, another storm presents itself on the horizon. And the heart / mind wonders at it all. At this moment, this precise moment, there is silent calm and emptiness but there will come an onslaught of confusion, pain and grief. whatever the outcome. There's always an unimaginable impact. Where will it be projected this time? How to manage community expectations? How soon the recovery? For whom will we create an optimistic future? We know too much.