Someone I follow on here had a link to the Times article with photos of little children wounded in Syria.

It actually made me cry in front of everyone on subway.

I don’t know what if anything can be done about it at this point. As someone warned, when talking of revolutions, that once a pendulum of violence is pushed to start swinging, stopping it is that much harder.

With exception of ISIS, no one deliberately targets children. One thing I still cannot understand – many of these children are younger than this revolution. Who are the parents who live in that horrible world and make a conscious decision to bring children into it. But I cannot even imagine to know what they think.

something I discovered today is Mohnegan Island in Maine.

A total pain to get to, but that’s the whole point. I should put this here so I’d remember to plan a trip there. for a week. to sleep and walk and hope the phone doesn’t work there.

Reached the point where I’m thinking about sleep with an obsession of a teenage boy thinking about sex. A cool pillow, a firm bed with just a hint of softness, eyes closed, and drifting off…

Coffee now only works to give heart palpitations.

I just need a week. A week where I can sleep as much as I want, and not much else – maybe read books, eat and look at the sunsets. And the only screens are the kind that keep mosquitoes out.