Thursday, September 20, 2001

Everyone we know is safe, including Theo, who worked across the street. We are glad and thankful.

All week I've promised Sandy a resumption message, something to connect our trip with last week's horror. Something about how generous New Yorkers were to us. How we declined to visit the WTC on Friday, Sept. 8, in favor of strolling the East Village. Something about how proud I was of the rescuers. In short, how New York rocked and how I couldn't wait to go back, even now. Especially now.

But my bullet points do not want to fuse into anything meaningful. Just thinking about Tuesday I grow ashen again, which I realize is why I've been putting this post off. I'd rather not think about it in anything but distant abstraction. Besides, there are plenty of "what I think" essays out there; few have achieved the slightest relevancy. At this point it's just noise, a low, murmuring noise. And already I've embarrassed myself in my haste to tell others what I think. Nobody cares. I don't care.

So. Let's get on with the wrap-up of Road Trip '01. Let's get on with the planning of Road Trip '02.

It's going to be great.
posted by Luke Seemann at 7:09 PM
 

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