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There were blue and yellow skies today. And the last days of summer where gorgeous underneath my feet. I�ve been watching movies that take place in NYC. And I choke up. And I refuse to wear redwhiteandblue on Wednesday. I refuse to make it be anything other than other day. I keep telling myself that it�s just another day and for me (ojala que) life goes on. But I still flinch when I see planes in the air near buildings. And whenever I wash my hair I am convinced that this is the time when I�ll get all of the dust out. And every now and then an unexpected siren will make me want to scream. I don�t want to think about anything on Wednesday. So I won�t be watching the news or reading the paper or participating in any discussion with the people at work on where I was when it happened. And I have already laid out what I will be wearing that day. Yellow silk tailored pants. I will not let the terrorists disrupt my wardrobe. . How Rude! - Wednesday, Sept. 22, 2004 - 12:16 PM One small step but no giant leap. - Tuesday, Sept. 30, 2003 - 11:17 AM Where's George? - Thursday, Sept. 25, 2003 - 12:48 PM |
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