Drawing Of Constipation

Living an environmental disaster.

I never thought it would happen one day really. I admit to having fantasized behind the DVD of National Geographic, go into great photographers watching eye of the storm, undaunted, with coolness and professionalism regardless of the danger shoot impressive.
Yesterday afternoon here in Tokyo there was the strongest earthquake in 40 years they say. And I was here.
I always thought that if one day I found myself in a situation like I had the strength of mind to take my camera out to document and exit the document. The truth is that fear is something that consumes you and you become exhausted. No, I'm not exaggerating here in Tokyo in the end it was only a powerful earthquake, nothing compared to what happened in Sendai, but all this atmosphere, this heavy tension in the air, the noticeable nervousness in the eyes of the Japanese, the aftershocks that continue throughout the day (and night) is something that slowly gets inside you and consume you, you can not rest, there is something inside you, a subtle anxiety that keeps you alert to every signal, sound, sensation perceived.
Last night I came home from the station, it was impressive to see the mass of people remained blocked due to cessation of the underground line, were an endless line to the bus stop. The convenient store is totally empty, the 24 hour McDonald closed but more than anything approaching a house to eerie silence, a silence that seems to hum, broken only by the sound of the radio on a nearby fish house repeats "belt" the names of missing people missing the call. Well, this is not to say that I did. I have not been able to take my camera and go to document all this, the only thing I felt was necessary to go home, replace the chaos of the apartment and reassure my family. Perhaps to reassure myself. I think especially in these times you feel you are away from home, from your loved ones. Now, 48 hours later, I still feel a sense of unnatural calm and the only one that I can do is to seek comfort from people who have lived my own shock. As I write these lines ungrammatical where I turned on the TV announce the aftershocks of live, scary thing. I think it is necessary to tell where I was during the shock is worse because I find the "hangover" the next day, realizing what has happened, what could happen to what you have been lucky this time.

R.