The title would be: Too Much for Words

I rarely watch the news.  It freaks me out.  There are only so many stories of loss and mindless behavior and twisted cruelty that I can take.  I mean, life is hard enough.  People who go around purposely making it harder are sick. 

But today, for some reason, I decided to flip on the national news and there it was: Tornado Armageddon.

I've long felt that Mother Nature takes all when it comes to obliterating us as a species (or anything as a species, really.)  I mean the dinosaurs had a one-hundred-and-fifty-million year run--far more successful than our own.  Then one day, in comes a monster meteor and that's that.

But even though I know we can't control the universe and never will, as I watched the news I couldn't blink.  I felt, and still feel, complete grief.  The loss of life.  The loss of living.  The loss of place.  I was witnessing a world, that for many people today, ended in forty minutes of brutal wind and lashing rain.  The overwhelming-ness of it is too much for words.