The shroud of self-pity has lifted. Since 10am, I've been mourning, along with the rest of America, the tragedy of last year today. Non-obligatory, genuine empathy. Though I am still not mature enough to face the subject of death gracefully, without going into a mental tailspin, I am dealing with it as best as I can...
9.11.2002
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