School Shooting in Newtown, Connecticut

I'm sure you know about this already. On Friday, Adam Lanza, 20, gunned down his mother, twenty children ages six and seven, the school Principal and teachers. CNN reports 26 victims, others say 27.

It's almost unbelievable. I don't even no where to begin, or why. It's hard to process for me; I was physically sick after hearing the news and reading a bit about it, part of the inescapable media bombardment we live with today. AP news alerts on our always-on, always-connected smart phones and tablets…

I lost two brothers when I was younger yet cannot imagine what these families are dealing with. I can only hope that people will be supportive in whatever way they need. I also acknowledge that tragedies happen nationwide and worldwide each day — that never stops. People are killed, assaulted, raped. The country grieved for the loss of these kids and yet, crime didn't stop. Thefts took place. People killed on the road. Children kidnapped.

I need to unplug and reflect. While some use yesterday's tragedy as a platform for gun control and our system's failure to deal with mental illness, others unleash their own agendas while most just try to continue living as normally as possible. What is the right thing to do in this situation?

I've tried to distract myself, read, play games, do the things I'd normally do. I'm going to try to focus the emotions toward constructive things, though it feels wrong. I want to write about nothing in particular and use line art to bring some order to chaotic thoughts and confusion. I want to sleep and dream of a happier world.

Childhood is that time of magic and innocence that we lose so quickly. A time of fairy tales and clearly defined good and evil; where brave heroes and heroines are victorious and happily ever after is a reasonable expectation.

It's gone.

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