Disaster

I am reading old web-logs.
Specifically from September 2001 and New York.
I am going there on monday. When I was last there the towers still stood.
Television never plays those tapes anymore, of the burning towers. I can understand
why, myself I get an almost violent reaction from watching. Though far from New York and USA I will never forget that day.

Reading the weblogs is different. Sad, oh so very sad it makes me. But it is uncharted waters now. Best to be prepared, I'm such a fuckup usually.

So anyway, maybe I'll blog abit from the big apple when I get settled in.
After all I'm going hunting for the american dream -not the american nightmare, mingled though they might seem now.

b