Sunday, September 11, 2011

a decade.

It's been ten years already.

I want to write down my account of that day as it plays over again in my mind. I want to itemize the events. I want to tell you how I was just shy of 18 years old, in the second week of my first year of college. I want to share my feelings and thoughts and all of the realizations I've come to in the years since that day.

But I don't need to do that.

The repercussions of that day are still happening. The world is still broken (most likely more so). What's important is the remembering.

I remember.

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