Remembering

The fire. It now just seems like a distant memory of something that barely exists anymore. It's in the sirens. It's in the sound of feet thudding against tile floor. It's in the smell of wood burning. It's in the power lines. It's everywhere yet nowhere.

WTC. I was looking at my pictures from NYC. I remember the World Trade Center, standing there, all tall and everything. It was an awesome sight. I think I'm going to make my own tribute to September 11...watch for it on my website. It will be cool. I hope.