we are here ...and here we are again.
I could, I suppose, tell you where I was when I heard the towers were hit or how it felt to have a cousin who lives in NYC be MIA for a few hours, but really, I find I don't have much to say anymore. I'm not quite sure how I feel, or if I feel anything at all. The only clear thing is a low-level sense of queasy horror that I associate with any loss of life on that kind of scale. In all honesty, I had completely forgotten that today's date meant anything at all.
The best I can do is point you to the people who posted something that meant something to me:
because I am angry too.
because I wish I could... fix it somehow.
because, maybe, I don't need to.
Update 9/12/06: because she says what I mean more clearly than I can sort it out inside my head.
The best I can do is point you to the people who posted something that meant something to me:
because I am angry too.
because I wish I could... fix it somehow.
because, maybe, I don't need to.
Update 9/12/06: because she says what I mean more clearly than I can sort it out inside my head.