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Dubyuh just got done talking. And that's all it felt like - talking. Not being a persuasive speaker isn't a sin, but it certainly makes a man hard to rally behind.
This morning, I woke up late, got up, and turned on the TV to watch the news like I do most mornings. Through the fuzzy reception I get from channel 13, the image of two burning skyscrapers etched itself on my retinas. The air went out of my lungs.
I always prided myself on being emotionally hard when it came to things like this. Not today.
I ferlt sick, I felt sad, I...oh hell.
I taped the initial coverage for about an hour & a half this morning. I felt the need to document things.
When I was walking to work, I looked up, and the moon, a white half-dollar, was visible in the morning sky. It was beautiful. As I looked at it, I thought "What are we doing? What are we little creatures doing killing each other like this?"
I even thought about going to church today. Not because I want to call on Jesus all of a sudden, now that there's been a tragedy. Just for the community.
It's really quiet downtown.
Man.