my anxiety levels are pretty high today….   which is true of this day for the past 8 years. 

I like the idea a whole lot about a national day of service.  a lot.  we should use our memories and fears and suffering as a wedge, a lever, a hammer to make the world a better place. 

ummm….  I would love to go out and do something.  volunteer.  I’m letting myself cry and feel things and have a moment/hour/15 minutes of umm…  crying and remembering. 

I love my country.  I love my president.  (anyone thinking of Kennedy and "ich bin ein Berliner"?)

we are all New Yorkers today.  I am a newyorker – was for 6 years.  was there when it happened. 

just, ummm…  crying now. 

I will um…  yeah. 

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