Thank you, Erica, and all of you who have contacted me and are thinking of me during this strangest of times.
I'm handling it okay, I think, not panicking but staying vigilant and watching rooftops and thickets of trees when I drive. My cell phone is within immediate reach so I can call 911 if I see something. I haven't loaded my pistol although I do still think about it, realizing of course that it won't do me much good if the guy is 100 yards away with something that shoots .223 rounds with such great accuracy and velocity. I run/walk two days a week in my neighborhood but have taken Connecticut Avenue off my route since it's a main road and that seems to be one of the hunter's favorite playgrounds. It's VERY weird to watch the national coverage of this and see "my" gas stations, stores, and streets flickering on the television. It's also distressing as hell, because all of this is interesting tabloid fodder for the rest of the country and the world, but this is MY community, my backyard, and these are my neighbors. I'm angry that the media plays with it like they do - was it Tuesday night that Dateline NBC did a whole hour called "Seven Days of Terror"? Surreal fuel for this madman's fire. Thanks, NBC. Thanks to all of the media. Thanks a whole fucking lot. Nevertheless, I'm not going live my everyday life in fear. If I do that, the sniper wins. So I'll alter my routine a little bit and trust and hope that he'll make an error and be caught soon. Every new shooting does increase the anxiety of everyone who lives here, but what else can we do? Love to all of you ... Lori ~
