Thursday, 17 March 2011


In the struggle to do no harm, it is difficult not to be reminded of one's limitations: The seemingly infinitesimal ripple caused by the single flutter of an eyelid upon awaking each morning could crest, setting off a chain of events eventually leading to the death of an innocent child somewhere else in the world. But that is just not foreseeable.

So what am I gonna do, go through life with my eyes closed?