I didn't realise the nerve-racking effect of constant aftershocks and the stress and lack of sleep for all that this leads to.
I didn't stop to think about the poor frazzled parents trying their best to cope while their traumatised children who had been so rudely jolted out of their routine and comfort zone.
I didn't think past the few days or weeks of media coverage that each tragic event is granted and if I did, I thought more about the material side of the tragedy than the emotional side.
Don't get me wrong. I tried to empathise. But from my safe, cosy little suburban life, I just couldn't relate at all to what was happening.
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Japan, our thoughts and prayers are with you.