later on

it doesn't feel like it should be just another normal day. here i am at work, feeling distracted, not having brought up that its september 11 with anyone but tripp, wondering if my coworkers are having the same thoughts that i am. there isn't really a good way to acknowledge it or bring it up.

my mind keeps tumbling back to 5 years ago, sleepy annalily waking up when i turned the radio on and not believing what i told her until she started listening. going down the hall to andrew and ivan's room to watch the tv and feeling a chill horror as people around me started yelling when footage taken years before was shown of cheering palestinians.

after the confusion had settled a little, going to class and having a professor ask us all to think about the hijackers sympathetically, and feeling that it was just too soon.

it seems as if a great deal of focus is going toward where we are today- the wars in afghanistan and iraq, the political mess, the various agendas and incitements. that's what every other day is about. today should be different.