This Day

I don't like to talk about 9/11. I keep most things that are important to me very close. I talk a good game, but what I share about myself with other people is more often than not very shallow and not substantial.

I have been trying to ignore this day, to just complain about all the traffic and the people and the raised security. I wanted to pretend that this was just another day. I have found that I cannot. This will never be just another day to me. I may never lose the sadness and the anger, the very intense anger, over this day. And I really hate that.

And that's pretty much all I have to say on this to most people. I sometimes wish I could say more, but I just don't know how.