Sep
11
2003
Two years ago today?
Me: At home in bed. I had been up late the night before and rescheduled my morning gym appointment for the afternoon. The phone rang, waking me up. It was my friend Britton, telling me.
I spent the morning on the phone, calling family in New York, friends from college, anyone I knew. Around noon, my friend Laura called and asked if she could come over. We watched news between phone calls. Around 4, we rented The Best Years of our Lives and watched it. I have no idea why.

Bookmark Now: Writing in Unreaderly Times edited by Kevin Smokler
The Customer Is Always Wrong: The Retail Chronicles edited and compiled by Jeff Martin. Essay by me on page 45.
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