Some days, the state of the world seems hopeless. Reading the news just makes me want to give up. Pirates, job losses, war, poverty, shootings -- if I didn't have a naturally terrified disposition, maybe these things wouldn't bother me as much. As it is, events like this don't just bother me as concepts, but I am actually afraid of personally becoming a victim. I feel like every hour I'm alive was made for tiptoeing around, trying to avoid the unavoidable. The unavoidable being, it seems, getting shot by a random stranger, who could at this moment be planning my untimely death while I unsuspectingly type this stupid blog.