9-11
We don’t have to worry about making 9-11 a national holiday. It’s been engraved in my mind as an important date. Just like 4-20 I will always think about Columbine, and it’s not a state, national, nor local holiday…unless you’re a stoner. The reason I thought about this was that I looked at the clock and saw 9:11. Instantly, I recollected where I was when I first heard about the crash; when I saw the footage.
My mind also automatically flips to 4/20/1999. What I was doing when I saw the news. I remember thinking that everything was quiet, I thought about the opening of Vanilla Sky, where there was no one on the streets, no one in the restaurant I walked into… it was quiet. Except for the TV broadcasting live from a school about 10 miles from where I was sitting.
I send my love and blessings to anyone who has survived a tragedy, either directly or indirectly.
May we all be free from suffering, may we all find the root of happiness, and may we all be blessed with unconditional loving kindness.
Scared Shitless
Last night my bike broke down. I left my phone at home, and was in the middle of nowhere. I tried to rebalance my wheel, but I don’t really know what I’m doing. I also have no frigging clue how the wheel got messed up in the first place.
That being said, it took me 2 hours to get home, and I had to walk the last 3 miles. It was fun, and exciting, and scary as hell!
I hope you all have survivor moments like those!
