my father went into the office today. all the way uptown.
he said it was dead.
really though, i don't think people will be seeking attorneys at this time.
he's a criminal lawyer. that court is downtown. that's his cash-money right there.
he actually left the office early. a first in a really long time.
.......................
there's nothing desensitizing about this. i want to stop watching the news, but i can't.
i haven't stopped since 10:30 tuesday morning, when i flicked the tv on. because people couldn't put words together to tell you. only, "turn on the tv."
it's comes to a put a point where i'm overwhelmed with disgust over the terrorist, and sympathy for the families walking around aimlessly with pictures in their hands. and i want to changed the channel, and instead of clicking to some regular programming, i switch to another news channel.
i go to sleep with it on, because i don't want to miss anything. the moment i doze off, the news anchor says something like, "and now we're going to look at some live footage.....", and i put my glasses back on.
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our little towns around here have the busy streets lined with american flags. they're on every meter.
we put ours up tonight.
....................
i'm scared.
all the aircrafts and ships nearby make me nervous. i feel like i'm going to be walking home from work one day and BOOM! there's a fucking hole in the ground.
my mother brought that up today.. she said, "imagine.. i'm sitting in my patio admiring the flowers in the backyard, and something drops from the sky, and there's this giant hole.."
it's true...
my friend kurtis was nervous too. "what if i get drafted?", he says.
not even thinking that far yet, i say, "what are you talking about?"
"you know those cards they give 18 year old boys in high school.."
i wouldn't think you ACTUALLY had to fill out one of those.
then i started to think of people we knew growing up that had entered the army or the navy. people i was actually pretty good friends with highschool. these are people who thought college wasn't for them. so they thought they give the military a try.
heck, one of them lives down the block from me.. he even met his wife in the army.
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my family. my friends. fighting a war.
i'm not on that plain yet.
i'm still recovering over the motherfuckers that ruined my city.
i'm still recovering from the fact the god blessed my family and close friends with a second chance to live.
i'm still trying to grasp the fact that people i know might be dead.
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i want that motherfucker osama bin laden beaten and stabbed to death.
1:30 a.m. - 2001-09-14
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