War

It's 6:00 in the morning, and I have been at work for a couple of hours, watching everything unfold. It's frightening even from the safety of this office. I can't imagine what it is like for the citizens, the soldiers, and journalists in harm's way. The piercing air raid sirens have been sounding in Kuwait as correspondents scramble to put on gas masks. I wonder what I would do if I were there? I wonder what our troops are feeling? And I wonder what's next? The next hours and days are sure to be full of more sirens, more gas masks, more missiles, and perhaps things I can't imagine. Nothing to do but wait and see.

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