i’m angry today.

I’m angry. I’m angry. I’m angry. I’m angry.

My readers,

This morning, I’m angry.

I was actually amidst drafting another blog post, more on the side of motivation. Thanks to the cold-hearted assholes, aka ill terrorists in this country I continue to speak so highly of, that post has been unfortunately intercepted.

I’m at work. Commuters in New York were probably just trying to get safely to work themselves this morning. I’m shook. And I wasn’t even anywhere near it.

Dear innocent souls that saw today and were negatively impacted by the terror,

I’m so incredibly sorry. Your pain – whether physically or internally felt – is not okay. And I’m not okay with good people so unexpectedly getting paralyzed by inadvertent pain. My heart goes out to you, because being at the wrong place at the wrong time with an arrogant attacker nearby is not your fault. Again, I’m so incredibly sorry.

I used to believe that each individual is ingrained with mostly altruistic intentions. As I sit here on the edge of my seat this morning, sneakily scrolling through my Facebook feed at work to ensure all my New York friends marked themselves as safe, I can confidently say that I can no longer speak highly of this country I’m starting to feel somewhat unsafe in.