London, ten years my home – and soon to be home again – got hurt today.
For what it’s worth, my thoughts go out to those who have also been hurt or have lost someone.
One reflection from far away in Helsinki, and quite a selfish one I suppose – that I’m glad all of my friends are wired-for-context through things like Flickr, mailing lists, moblogging, community sites or posting their status on their sites.
I have a folder in bloglines called “Friends” which reassuringly filled up with “I’m OK” blog post titles through the day.
Glancing at each other across all our little networks that lit up with “I’m ok, you’re ok” – the basic transaction, the best thought.
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