September 2010
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9/11
9/11 and I am torn. My feelings are divided along a spectrum of sadness and anger. But mostly I am overcome by a need to escape, to runaway. Virtually, the remembrances stream in by those personally affected as well those who remember in more abstract (and often patriotic) terms.
Stepping out of the apartment I am reminded of that day in more tangible forms: red, white and blue wreaths pinned to...