I was in my car on the way to work. At first I thought it was a bad joke because it seemed too large to comprehend. Everyone at the office was glued to the television. People slowly left throughout the day because I'm in downtown Chicago and they were scared we'd be a target too but I stayed because I was going to a wake for a co-worker's son who was murdered. A small private tragedy overshadowed by a giant tragedy. Both equally senseless.