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Sep. 13th, 2008 12:20 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
camwynSo, uh, there was a seventh anniversary earlier this week.
Spent most of it on a train to upstate New York, or working on computers in upstate New York in preparation for a business continuity test, or waiting for transportation home from upstate New York. Given that I was installing patches to McAfee Antivirus at the Red Cross when I looked up and saw that people were all migrating towards the room with the big TV in it seven years ago, it's sort of fitting.
I was on the scene that day, and the day after. The only name I look for on the walls is one of a guy whose kids I babysat a few times years before it happened; I didn't know anybody else there (although my cousin was almost there, but he opted not to go to the meeting that morning). This year I used the World Trade Center PATH station to get into the city and the Fulton Street subway stop next to St. Paul's Chapel of Trinity Church to get to Grand Central; I try to make a point of going through the scenes where bad things that affected me happened until I can do so without feeling an aversion any more. So far, it's worked.
It happened. It hurt. I wish it hadn't happened, but it did. I'll deal with it.
That's... probably all the anniversary you're going to get from me.
Spent most of it on a train to upstate New York, or working on computers in upstate New York in preparation for a business continuity test, or waiting for transportation home from upstate New York. Given that I was installing patches to McAfee Antivirus at the Red Cross when I looked up and saw that people were all migrating towards the room with the big TV in it seven years ago, it's sort of fitting.
I was on the scene that day, and the day after. The only name I look for on the walls is one of a guy whose kids I babysat a few times years before it happened; I didn't know anybody else there (although my cousin was almost there, but he opted not to go to the meeting that morning). This year I used the World Trade Center PATH station to get into the city and the Fulton Street subway stop next to St. Paul's Chapel of Trinity Church to get to Grand Central; I try to make a point of going through the scenes where bad things that affected me happened until I can do so without feeling an aversion any more. So far, it's worked.
It happened. It hurt. I wish it hadn't happened, but it did. I'll deal with it.
That's... probably all the anniversary you're going to get from me.
