I was perusing the world in search of something interesting when I came across this article about some shootings from CNN. More info available at Washington Post What’s so interesting about this you ask? Well I grew up there. That post office is more than likely the post office we’d go to when my mom neeeded stamps.

This scares me. A place I’ve always associated with safety, comfort, and innocence has been desecrated. If I ever get back there it will be different.. I won’t be able to think just about the good times. Like walking to the drug store with my uncle to get candy, or being bored with some friends and walking to the grocery store at 2am for a snack. Now when I get back there I’ll think about the fact that someone was shot there.

Maybe my problem is really just that I found out. I’m guessing that this has happened before. Chances are that my high school now has metal detectors. I’m just begin selfish in the fact that I enjoyed NOT knowing. I’ll shut up now.