I came home today and checked out myspace, reading messages and bulletins. I see a bulletin from a friend saying she "hates that for the first time in so long that she feels such a connection to so many people it is all due to being so shaken and numb with grief." I read another bulletin, and it all becomes too painfully clear.
Last night, Carter Albrecht was fatally shot by a neighbor. He was a member of New Bohemians, Sorta, and Sparrows. He was one of the most talented musicians I've had the pleasure to see. He was also just a nice guy.
I titled the article "How to Make Sense of the Senseless." When I figure out how to do that, I'll let you all know.