What's up everyone? You know, when I said I wanted a body count in the dozens this is NOT what I meant.
But in all seriousness, I'm a little scared. I see all those different reactions, some depressed, some sad, some angry, and mine is... Nothing, I guess. I'm actually doing pretty well. I don't know what it means... Or if it's OK.
My twin came out of Gaza a couple days ago, I was really relieved to know he's doing fine. He says it looks like the end of the world.
He had a couple of close calls, like a mortar exploding near him or having to help someone out of a burning tank. Still, the tanks mow down everything so he only sees the corpses of the Hamas operatives. Apparently they have a certain smell.
Aside from that, I'm thinking about what I'll write next. I'll milk this experience for everything it's worth, I'm thinking a war thriller in a cyberpunk-like world. You all can wait for that.
That is far from everything, but I hate writing on my phone so this is it for now. See you all next time, and tell me what you think.