Remember that scene in Forest Gump where Jenny throws rocks at the home of her miserable childhood and then falls to pieces? Forest has the perfect narration -- "Sometimes, there just aren't enough rocks."
My friends are still trapped in Beruit and apparently, all the important people are getting out first -- you know, the ones paid to be there. The ones who are there just volunteering to serve their fellow man are at the bottom of the list or not on the list yet at all.
I really do understand how complex this situation is. But please, somebody send me more rocks.
1 comment:
i totally relate (as you'd understand)... thanks for the good rock-throwing advice.
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