The hollowness when following the events in Norway. Watching the prime minister late last night trying to keep it together, trying to make sense of the senseless. Going to bed, going to sleep, and waking up to a number. Surprised by my own reaction, feeling out of breath Being glued to Norwegian television channels: seeing interviews with people I don’t think should be interviewed, with journalists asking questions I don’t think are relevant. The bags under people’s eyes, the moments and milliseconds where people begin to process what actually happened. The hollowness that follows.


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