05.23.02 :: 9:51 am

We tried watching a promo copy of that new HBO show, The Wire, but honestly, we had the attention span of gnats and it was a really bad opening scene to begin with.

So we switched over to In Memoriam: New York City and I just... I don't know.

I can't.

No other footage smacked us back to that day so hard.

We kept repeating "Oh my God, oh my God," at everything. And the scenes we'd never been shown before, viewed with hands over mouth.

Today, shellshocked. Like it's Semptember 12th.

I need coffee, and to be okay with not caring about mascara vials and tester units.

I can't talk today. I'm afraid everything will come out in sighs and headshaking.

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