It seemed little and sensible at the time. And now there are big, unintended, destructive consequences.
Imagine what those people in that terrible city would do to a little girl… standing in a field… plucking petals from a daisy.
It is the time of year when—if we’re a little less rational and a little more sensible—we notice that the curtain between life and death is… thin. When we notice that we are haunted.
Okay… fine… I guess… … …these people.
Maybe we have looked at the walls around us and let our imaginations stretch only so far.