I've been walking around all day in a daze, not here, not anywhere...just kind of stumbling around. I kept thinking maybe I'm just tired or maybe it's the crash of a very crazy VMA week.....but I just realized that I've been waiting for this day to be over just as it began. I live across the street from a small church and the bells woke me up very early this morning. I was so disoriented because they only ring on Sunday mornings and I woke up trying to figure out where I was and what day it was. But a friend just told me that all the church bells in New York rang this morning, precisely at the time the first plane hit the first building on 9-11....I'm not even sure how it came up in our conversation.....it just did....and I realized that I've been unconciously thinking about it all day. It rained and poured and thundered in New York today, part of the tent in Bryant Park actually collapsed before one of the fashion shows, and I over heard a girl say the noise freaked her out because she's been scared something was going to happen today after watching the news. I heard that comment, but it didn't register till now.
I'm in that category of folks that is just relieved that today is almost over.....tomorrow, thankfully is a new day. Sleep tight kids and say a little prayer tonight for everyone you love.