I went to bed last night, and woke up this morning with a very strange feeling. It’s a feeling I haven’t had in a long time but that I know all too well. I feel very unsafe.

No, it’s not war, terrorism or anything like that. Those things may make me feel unsafe in one sense, but not in this one. This is on a deeper level. This is the unsafe you feel as a child late at night, lying in bed, listening to every noise in the house, hoping you don’t hear any footsteps headed toward your room. That’s how I feel. I don’t know what the “footsteps” are that I’m listening for, but I’m on full alert for them.

Whatever it is, I hope it goes away…

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