It's been good to be home, as honestly, I've been able to think about very little other than the murder of Ezra Schwartz, which I wrote a bit about yesterday. I read an article where a friend from camp discussed being friends with him since they shared the same assigned table in the dining hall. That detail broke my heart and left me in tears, as this summer was the first that Hannah had mixed assignment tables at camp, a big deal to her. Other photos of him at camp, in the lake, playing with campers, posing with his friends. It's surreal.
So I'm looking for distractions. I dove in to work this morning, getting hours of work done before eating breakfast. I took a break and finally finished installing the light fixture in our closet, which had few dozen crystal balls that needed to be individually hung. It was a good accomplishment, and it looks lovely.
On to the next distraction.
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