I would get lots of calls and IMs from people, seeing if I was okay. Alienesse would even call me, and it was nice to hear from her. Iowa City Gal was actually the first to send me a message, and it would not sink in until I finally got my cable hooked back up. I would see the pictures. I would see the buildings on fire, and then fall to the ground. It would hit me beyond words. Tears would fill my eyes, and I would think of all those people. All the people in the planes, lives lost. The people who would actually jump from the top of the building. The people who I had seen just days ago, as I had watched them get on the subways going to their job. Hundreds of people going to shop. Some of them, gone due to the insanity known as life. Gone due to sadistic humans who think to bring a message to the world by taking out innocent lives, that were doing nothing more than what they had been doing for years. Going to their job, giving a part into society.
Maur, if you can read this, please respond. I want to know you are okay. I want to make sure that I will have the pleasure of chatting with you again. My heart goes out to New York. My heart goes out to those people, as do my prayers.