Señor Grumblecakes (jervo) wrote,
Señor Grumblecakes
jervo

At the woman's apartment tonight, where, on her rooftop, we have a staggering view of what is left of downtown Manhattan.

It's unreal. We sat on a parkbench, along with about 1000 other people, looking at the smoke, not believing what we were seeing.

I have so many different emotions right now; I'm not gonna get into 'em. I'm grateful enough that I'm alive and that I can actually register something beyond shock.

Fuck.

I left work at 2ish and walked 40 blocks downtown to my friend Devin's apartment, where the woman and other friends were huddled up.

I was one of the only people walking downtown. The sidewalks were filled with people walking the opposite direction.

As I got further along, the scene gradually became more chaotic; more policemen, more soldiers, tanks, heavy artillery... streets blocked off...

And behind all of this was the smoke where the Twin Towers used to be.

I couldn't take my eyes off the sky.

The world will be a much different place from now on.
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