Saturday, September 11, 2010

I still remember that day....

Housesitting for friends all by myself.

Getting out of the shower and coming to the bedroom to dress.

Hearing the radio but no music.

Talking about a plane hitting a tower. Then a second one.

Running to the living room, still in a towel, to turn on the TV.

Crying on the couch because I couldn't understand why this was happening.

It's been 9 years, but it still feels like yesterday.

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