2003-09-11 - 10:06 p.m.

Today. I'm just NOT.

Not watching TV, not attending memorials, just not.

My neighborhood was quiet this morning, and this afternoon I saw a small group of people, maybe 7 or so, riding bicycles down Broadway, the lead rider carrying an American flag. I can't bring myself to watch any media memorializing (is that a word?) But from my couch, I can see the twin beams of blue light, coming from the place the Towers stood, and reaching endlessly up into the sky.

There's my memorial.

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