Thursday, July 14, 2005

We just observed the two minute silence, outside in the sun; as awkward as always - my mind races, my stomach churns, I am distracted, I worry that I'm not concentrating, I feel a moment of sadness. There's a slow, barely visible change in the stances of my colleagues, as if we are being buffeted by the wind, and we shuffle back inside. The shuffling back was the worst bit.