Slice 282 of 365
Tough day. I couldn’t decide if I wanted to write about it or not.
I had just arrived at work and was parked in the garage when I heard about the first plane. I ran up to the top level of the parking structure in time to see the second plane hit.
Running again to my building and then into the elevator I got to my floor and gathered around a TV with coworkers. We watched until it happened. It was just across the river, we could see it all. We all rushed home at that point.
I could write so much more, but I just don’t want to.
That’s all I have to say about that.