Before bed, I look. In the morning, I look. I’m looking for something specific - I’m looking for them. The people behind the headlines. I read tweets from doctors treating patients without anesthetic, reports from parents whose children were kidnapped at gunpoint, I watch teenagers on TikTok who are running out of water and listen to journalists who are both fleeing war and reporting it to us at the same time.
Oh Laura. This is so beautiful. And so painful. I can’t look and I can’t look away.