Okay. Drazil commented on my last post. Then I wrote her back and said, "You are so so so cute. Sorry about BYOC. I forgot. Boo." Then I read her post . Read it. Yeah. That last paragraph? That's me burning in SHAME. 1. Seeing that it’s a patriotic holiday of sorts I thought of this one: Where were you on September 11th? I was at NC State in English class. The teacher was gone a long time while we were writing out essays. When he came back, he looked very stricken. He told us vaguely about the first plane and hurried back to where he could catch up on anything that had happened. When he came back he told us about the second plane. Class ended and we walked in a haze to classes. I was standing in the hallway when I saw my first TV. They were showing unfiltered footage, that was later removed from all airways. The buildings were on fire and people were jumping. I will never forget those images. By the end of the next class the plane had crashed into...
The life of a train wrecked woman, trying to get back on track.