Embed Notice

When we work and rework an event in our memory, writing and rewriting the story by remembering it, it becomes increasingly hard to recover a sense of what the event was like •in the moment•.

The apparent flusterment of whoever sent that second alert captures that moment for me. Our individual and collective reaction was muddled, inchoate. We tripped over our feet, unsure how to think and feel. People were grasping for meaning. It was a moment of self-definition.

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