september

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Date: 02 September 2002 12:34:00

it's nearly september 11th again. in case you don't know, i was there, watched things from the street 12 blocks away from about 5 mins after 2nd plane hit. i'm not sure how i feel about it all now; we were strangely implicated by being there, but also distant as we knew we were safe (as much as anyone knew at the time, i suppose) and we knew we didn't know anyone in there. still, all the logic in the world can't persuade me to get out the papers i bought on the day and in the days after, when i think about the trip i can't shake that sense of tension which sat in my stomach for the duration, can't watch any of the one-year-on documentaries. on the other hand, i can happily trot out the story of being there, what it was like, how everyone became their movie parody. the tension of the weeks following was very real, the day itself was entirely surreal. perhaps that's what it is, i'm not sure i can cope with the reality of the actual day.

actually that sounds very dramatic, as if i have become a quivering wreck as a result of my experiences. nah. it's not something i have particularly repressed or dwelt on, i spose it's just odd that it's a year on, so i feel like i need to articulate a response in my head when in fact you probably just can't. what in the hell would you say?