Who needs that stress?
Okay, so the past few days have been intense, but I'm hanging in there. Then today I made the mistake of reading the Washington Post.
The top headline is about bin Laden's call to Iraqi kamikazis to attack New York and D.C. I must admit that this is the first time that I actually had a true pang of fear on the whole issue. (Maybe it's just because it's early in the morning and I'm running a little behind.)
My question is, "Who needs that stress?" The article urged people to stock up on food, plastic sheeting, and duct tape. Yea, because making yourself a prisoner is a great way to work toward peace.
Here's the truth:
When my time is up, it's up. The people I love know I love them. I have no regrets about moving to this city to study and did so because I want to make this country a better place - to take on the task of creating real change in our education system so that the people who suffer every day within our own borders, because of our own actions against one another, are no longer victims of blind bureaucracy and callous ignorance.
Love your life. Live your life. Regret nothing.
now hand me a Diet Coke, there's work to be done.
Posted by Amanda at February 12, 2003 07:53 AM
