It was just there. I drove on it because it was the road. I didn’t even really know it was a bridge. When they said it had fallen, I couldn’t even mentally picture where it was exactly, but I knew I had been on it and so had everyone I know a gazillion times and any of us could’ve been there at that moment. And now it’s gone. Just not there anymore. It’s really hard to grok. I keep thinking about it. I manage to occury my mind and time with other things but then I drift back. There is so much available on the internet and the impact is so large I don’t think we still quite know what has hit us.
An Emotional Response to Ubiquity