We've had a lot of rain recently in Texas, and I'm really obsessed by weather. So here is a little town I drove through right before the rain.

This isn't an uncommon sentiment in the context of historical loss of life. The reason for this is that we have no real connection to those who did die. I hate to quote Stalin but when "one man dies its a tragedy, when a million die its a statistic". We can learn about a person, or know them and through that we can empathize more readily with that man's death, but when you look at all of them together its so overwhelming, there is essentially a nameless, faceless crowd that ceased to exist long before we ever lived.

Its easier with distance to look at the events of world war 2 and feel disconnect, with time we are not spurred to an impassioned, emotional response and are more like a third, uninvolved party.

Of course I'm not advocating that loss of millions upon million wasn't tragic, and its def a bit different when coupling all of the resulting chaos. Something to think about.

Right now I am standing at a crossroads, a giant fork. I've been standing in front of it for what feels a long time, either through circumstance or my own indecision. I think looking back I may regret one of two things: that I chose the wrong road to go down and it really screwed up my life, or that I chose to stand still so long that my hand was forced down the wrong path. Or hell, that I'll finally make a choice and regret how long I was standing still. I suppose there might be a 4th outcome, that I choose well and it all works out the way its meant to.

Hey, so I just spent the last 2 hours on that website reading about extraterrestrials to recorded history. Thanks for posting, what a great find for me. I have been despairing recently over how jaded I feel with my typical websites and started to branch out today with this site and in the space of a few hours I've already found quality content.

So do you write in your boxes or color them in to illustrate time ticking away? I counted up to my current age and looked at all the empty boxes in front of that and couldnt help but feel it wasn't that much time. But it feels immensely long looking back at what would be filled in for my own life calendar.