Rude awakening

As I haven't been injured, or know anyone who has been injured in the bombings, the worst thing about them are the way it changes your perceptions of people.

I nodded off on my train during this morning's commute. There was no one sitting next to me when I drifted off. When I came to at London Bridge there was someone next to me. I glanced sideways and saw...
...an Asian man with a rucksack. Suddenly I'm wide awake and edgy.

Intellectually I know there is probably no threat from this man, the rucksack is too small and I saw inside it when he put his book away but, that doesn't stop the automatic tightening of my stomach. He must be getting odd looks all the time, he knows why too.

So that's what the bombs have left us with; either struggling against our gut reactions or having to put up with suspicious glares and distrust.