Imagine

It's a pretty breezing day here in Kampala. Trees are bending in the wind.

Of course, that means that there are millions of tiny dust particles moving along as well.

But, it feels good.

In reading up on last week's attack, I learned that in all the decades of war in this country, Khartoum was never attacked.

That is why the people here in Khartoum are so disturbed.

During the times of conflict, all of it took place south and west. Khartoum's citizens went about their daily lives not affected at all.

Imagine how easy it would be then to forget that there are people loosing their lives each day, and you are going to the grocery store, school, dances, church.

Imagine.

Imagine then how easy it would be to conduct a war apart from your soil.

Imagine that you were indifferent about it ending.

Displaced people that you never saw.

Starvation that you never witnessed.

Can you imagine?

Isn't it real now?

Isn't it?