I don't know what looks more unreal--footage of Japan on the news, or the sunny perfectness outside my doors.
It scares me. It really does. The fact that a day before all this happened, everything was fine. Nothing wrong, nothing weird, it was all normal. Now hundreds are dead, radiation is covering cities, and I'm still sitting here in my pink fluffy robe drinking a Mountain Dew. It scares me for them, and it scares me for me, too. Something happened, but no one knew what until fifteen minutes before it hit.
So imagine. Just hear me out--you're sitting at home, all chill, and you get a fifteen minute warning that a tsunami is on its way. I