it's worth it to say something
It felt weird to go back and look at my entry the day it happened...particularly frivolous. It made me a little uneasy seeing it there, since that's certainly not what I felt like today.
Normally I feel pretty staid in the face of such things, but I listened to NPR today, and several eyewitnesses made me cry. One cop came on and could barely keep it together, "I thought it was blocks and peices of debris falling, and then I saw they had arms and legs...I can't say anything else about it right now."
Also it made me cry for some reason when they talked about how all these people in Manhattan were lining up to give blood. The thought of all those stunned, earnest people standing in line, trying to do something, just made me lose it.