Fragility.

Today I told my mum that I'd document this life. For the most part it's quite messed up, but once in awhile there are precious moments like this one (picture). Met the nice lady in Yangon & the tons of stuff that she taught will stay for as long as I've capacity for memory. Although the nerves are snapping in the middle of the semester, looking back at these stuff keep me going - plus all the other travel photos that I haven't had time to sort through. Nerves, yes. Having gone through all the first hand grotesque wreck in the forensic science module, nothing was quite disturbing as the fact that humans are so fragile (they shatter in the simplest scenarios, how wonderful - or not, it is!). Indeed this is just a conceptual idea, yet it comes across as harsher than any of those severed limbs or mangled corpses. Everyone has the potential to become one of those, if the circumstances & mindset permit. Really I couldn't flinch at the sight of those explicit images, but rather at the thought of how people were driven to such an end that no one deserves. Plunging from a high-rise & spilling one's guts in a tangle of bloody mess isn't what just anyone will do.