tirle

September 9, 2001. Gary and I were skating at a hospital on top of a huge hill overlooking a valley. An ambulance came and took out a dead woman. Gary asked me why she wasn't moving or blinking. They hadn't closed her eyes yet. She must have died on the way. A car full of family and friends came in with the ambulance. They were all crying and hugging each other. One woman screamed hysterically and grabbed at the woman's body asking her to wake up. I had to tell Gary that her soul went to Heaven. I didn't believe a word of it, but I knew it'd be easier for him to understand. Two days from now, at 9 AM, the planes will hit the World Trade Center killing over 3,000 people. I will tell Gary that there is no God, and all of this is meaningless. But today, there is a God. And he has a plan for him. He doesn't know it, but a year from now, our family will be torn apart and I will move far away and won't see or talk to him for five years. And as we sit on the hood of our car, the sun goes down and he asks me what I want out of my life. I tell him I don't know. On and on we run away from the things we are afraid. On and on we run away from the things we are afraid. On and on we run away from the things we are afraid. I don't tell him about the dream I had the night before where I'm riding in a car full of strangers and singing to some song I've never heard and smoking a cigarette and we swerve off the road and hit a tree. I go through the windshield and hit the edge of a fence, dislocating my jaw and flipping me into a wall where my neck is broken, and my skull is fractured. I bleed to death in excruciating pain. I will have this dream periodically until I meet all of the strangers, one by one introducing them all to one another until we are a close group of friends. I will set these events in motion, and I will die. But today in the warm light of the sunset, I don't see it. I just see the sunset. I smile back and shake my head. I have absolutely no idea. I am afraid.

dont care

Septembew 9, 2001. Gawy and i wewe skating at a hospitaw on top of a huwge hiww ovewwooking a vawwey. An ambuwwance came and took ouwt a dead woman. Gawy asked me why she wasn't moving ow bwinking. They hadn't cwosed hew eyes yet. She muwst have died on the way. A caw fuwww of famiwy and fwiends came in with the ambuwwance. They wewe aww cwying and huwgging each othew. One woman scweamed hystewicawwy and gwabbed at the woman's body asking hew to wake uwp. I had to teww gawy that hew souww went to heaven. I didn't bewieve a wowd of it, buwt i knew it'd be easiew fow him to uwndewstand. Two days fwom now, at 9 am, the pwanes wiww hit the wowwd twade centew kiwwing ovew 3,000 peopwe. I wiww teww gawy that thewe is no god, and aww of this is meaningwess. Buwt today, thewe is a god. And he has a pwan fow him. He doesn't know it, buwt a yeaw fwom now, ouww famiwy wiww be town apawt and i wiww move faw away and won't see ow tawk to him fow five yeaws. And as we sit on the hood of ouww caw, the suwn goes down and he asks me what i want ouwt of my wife. I teww him i don't know. On and on we wuwn away fwom the things we awe afwaid. On and on we wuwn away fwom the things we awe afwaid. On and on we wuwn away fwom the things we awe afwaid. I don't teww him abouwt the dweam i had the night befowe whewe i'm widing in a caw fuwww of stwangews and singing to some song i've nevew heawd and smoking a cigawette and we swewve off the woad and hit a twee. I go thwouwgh the windshiewd and hit the edge of a fence, diswocating my jaw and fwipping me into a waww whewe my neck is bwoken, and my skuwww is fwactuwwed. I bweed to death in excwuwciating pain. I wiww have this dweam pewiodicawwy uwntiw i meet aww of the stwangews, one by one intwoduwcing them aww to one anothew uwntiw we awe a cwose gwouwp of fwiends. I wiww set these events in motion, and i wiww die. Buwt today in the wawm wight of the suwnset, i don't see it. I juwst see the suwnset. I smiwe back and shake my head. I have absowuwtewy no idea. I am afwaid.

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