Bad transition
Stepping out of ImprovOlympics a little after 10pm, walking past a restaurant blasting the Presidential Address that we're going to war.
She waits to listen for a brief second and comments: "It's really happening. The war has started".
I nod with no response. I just kept walking. I didn't want to stop. I didn't want to listen. I didn't want to think about it.
But now I'm back in the apartment. Trying not to cry.