wwcitizen | 9/11 Stuff & Thoughts

Ceremony, vigils, guitars strumming, petitions, and demonstrations mixed with tears and loud voices. That's the 9/11 memorial day for you and about all that I saw and witnessed, some close up, but mostly from afar. Passing by on my way out of the city and to the E train subway, there was a demonstration across the street next to the hole. I caught a quick glance at one of the signs: "the end is near!" And another: "the truth is out there.". Immediately my memories juxtaposed me between the X-Files and Contact. I believe that's not necessarily the connection they were all trying to invoke, but it definitely threw my thoughts of 9/11 a-kilter.

I'm feeling like I don't really want to remember all that. I knew people in the buildings and even though none of them died in the terror, I don't want to recall yet the horror in my sister's voice over the phone recounting what she saw on TV as the buildings burned and fell.

So, now working across the street from the hole, it comes to mind every day, and if I let it sink in, I would shed a tear each and every day - not just today. Even though my apartment's not in the city, I wasn't brought up here, and just recently got a job downtown, in my heart and now I feel I've been a New Yorker for a long time.