2001-09-11 6:20 p.m.

911

Wow. Sept. 11; 9-1-1. I'm supposing this day will be remembered for the rest of my life. My generation had been lucky so far, I guess, to not know what a national tragedy or emergency is like. I guess that makes this expirence surreal. I mean, today's just another day, right? I woke up this morning, took a shower, fell asleep during my 8am class, never having a clue what was going on out there. As I lay my head on the table fighting to stay awake, thousands of people were fighting for their lives, for a reason to make sense of what happened. All I could think about was how tired I was. How could I have not known what was happening? This morning seems so far away now; the fact that I was concerned only with what was happening in my life right then seems so far away.

I walked into one of the dorms this morning after class, planning on printing something out in their computer lab and then working on getting done all the things I needed to today. The TV was on in the lobby and what sounded like a movie was playing. Some distraught looking reporter seemed to be talking as if he didn�t know what to say and behind him was rubble, destruction, chaos. I honestly thought at first glance it was a movie. Too surreal for real life. I asked a guy sitting there, jokingly, �Is there actually something going on in the world, or is this just a movie?� Yeah, he said 2 planes had just crashed into the World Trade Center and another plane crashed into the Pentagon. I just stopped. It all sounded so matter-of-fact, so real that it couldn�t be real. I sat down and started watching the reports. The reporter apologized for using such melancholy language, but he said he honestly knew of no other way to describe the events that had taken place. They started showing clips of the towers when they fell. I swear I thought I was watching the movie Independence Day. Only when watching the movie, all that was simply models; this was real life, the real thing. We no longer have a World Trade Center. One of the best known buildings in the U.S. � just gone. Buildings like that just don�t cease to exist. But this one did.

I�ve been watching the news all day. My head is filled with all the information: who it could be, eyewitness reports, etc. It�s been called the Second Pearl Harbor and it seems many have ventured to say it is the single most violent terrorist attack ever in our nation�s history. I�ve heard that American life as we know it will never be the same. I guess we�ll see in the next few days. I hope people don�t go chaotic. Gas prices already jumped, like, $.10/gallon this afternoon. I only have half a tank of gas, I guess I�ll be walking if gas prices don�t go back down in the next few days. I wonder where life as we know it will go. I guess we�ll see what tomorrow brings.

It�s been a weird day. I guess we should all go about our business, do things normal so that life will indeed continue to go on normal. But, carrying on, in a way, feels wrong. All Americans have felt the blow and all Americans are affected by it. How can we just act like nothing�s happened when many of us are over there suffering?

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Chapters of My Life
Motherhood
Sept. 2011 - now Being a mother.
Isolation&Infertility (&pregnancy)
Aug. 2009 - Sept. 2011 Working from home in a job that I love...that comes with a loneliness I hate. A husband who works too much, and continued failure to start a family. Slowly spiraling, forgotten, into social invisibility. Accepting and experiencing the potential of pregnancy.
First-Year Teacher
Aug. 2008 - Aug. 2009. pretty much the hardest job I hope I ever have. and all the while trying not to admit my secret turmoil over longings for/attempts at/failure to produce what's supposedly supposed to come after love and then marriage...
Optimism
Aug. 2007 - Aug. 2008. finally accepting that becoming a normal grown up is not just inevitable, but preferable. better job situations for both of us. working freelance as a studio teacher, and becoming an egg donor.
Fading Dreams...
Dec. 2006 - July 2007. student teaching, being poor, consistent job rejections, trying to save face while feeling hopeless.
To Live a Life Worth Death...
July 2006 - Nov. 2006. thinking about death a lot, accepting life and my eventual end. career and passions - beginning the path of contribution to what I will leave behind...
Identity Crisis/Marriage
Oct. 2005 - Apr. 2006. new job. new career. new last name. new husband. new life. who was I and what was I becoming?
The Official End to Childhood? II
June 2005 - Sept. 2005. preparing for a life that still felt like pretend. was I really a 'grown-up' already? weird.
The Official End to Childhood? I
Feb. 2005 - June 2005. losing my virginity, getting engaged, changing my career, selling our childhood home...slowly losing everything that held me as a child... (Meet Mr. Mom 4/05 - 5/05. working/travelling on production of my 4th & LAST reality show ever.)
Quarter-Life Crisis/Unemployment
Sept. 2004 - Feb 2005. no steady job for 5 months - definitely not a good place to be. oh, and I fell in love - which is a good place to be, but it kind of only adds to the confusion.
Postlude to the Prelude
Apr. 2004 - May 2004. I had no clue what things were being set in motion...but everything has changed from there.
The Simple Life 2
Mar. 2004-Apr. 2004. not the deepest thinking period of my life, but I learned a heck of a lot about production of a reality tv show.
L.A. #2 - The Real World
Aug. 2003-Feb. 2004.the big move. transplanting my life. ironically not only working in the "real world", but also AT the company that makes The Real World.
That Weird, Here Nor There, Summer
May 2003-Aug. 2003. a college graduate, but not yet in the grown-up world. just existing. and waiting. and thinking.
Goodbye College
Jan. 2003-May 2003. it's a weird thing, the last semester of college. lots of thinking about what lies beyond.
The Semester From Hell
Aug. 2002-Dec. 2002. it was kind of like I tried to cram 4 yrs. of growing-up experiences into one semester.
I've Changed?
Apr. 2002-Aug. 2002. after L.A. and stuck right in-between the two most intense "finding-myself" semesters of my life!
L.A. #1 - Interning/Discovering
Jan. 2002 - Apr. 2002. I finally stepped WAY outside my comfort zone and went where I had no freakin idea what I was doing. Living outside your bubble for awhile really makes you see differently.
Beginnings/Depression
Aug. 2001-Jan. 2002. who I was, and sometimes who I still am. how it started and how it was before.