Between personal issues with infertility (and just recently even realizing that babies are something I want then being told that I may just be out of luck on that front) and local tragedies (a little girl brutally murdered and left in the street just a few blocks from my house) and world events (Egypt, Syria etc.) my mind has just been on over drive and my anxiety in high gear.
Maybe the infertility issue is a blessing in disguise. This world is terrible, for all the beauty in it there is also so much horror. As much as I love the macabre I really wish it would stick to comics and Hollywood rather than showing up in my neighborhood.