Folks.
If you are awake in about 3 hours' time (1400hBST) and perhaps you need a distraction on this difficult day in history, follow @Zebrano and join in the cosocall he will spawn.
There, you will find me playing my gig for a couple of hours.

I can't be there with you to hold you in your grief, but I can, perhaps, offer you a little joy for a while.

Be safe out there.

Much love.

Stuey.

#CosoLove
#CosoMusic #KeepingOn

@stueytheround @Zebrano
I was at work, 8th and Broadway. 13th floor, south facing windows. Saw it all. Close enough, when north tower began to crumble, I wondered if we were far enough back not to be hit by it, yet helplessly frozen in place as the dust cloud roared in our direction.

I’m not grieving today. I’m being re-traumatized.

I’d like to move on, but no, we’re taking a scalpel to the scar.

Again

You have a better solution than the public events. I’m so tired of the annual thing.

@Kitty62862 @stueytheround @Zebrano That’s something about “we will never forget” that the news cycle can’t seem to grasp. We literally will never forget without having to rewatch the footage over and over and over again. I’ll be avoiding all news today. It’s already hard enough.

@Autumn @stueytheround @Zebrano

I’ve been up all night. With iced coffee and dried cranberries, having lots of PTSD phenomena. It’s not just news. My Hulu page is all overloaded with documentaries, etc. Plus ads while I’m watching something else.

What fun!

This year’s feature:The Women of 9/11.

It’s over. It’s done. Turn the page, as far as media coverage and public events.

@Kitty62862 @Autumn @stueytheround @Zebrano
With you... 100% with you...

@InvaderGzim @Autumn @stueytheround @Zebrano

After a very long, sleepless night, I was able to nap a few hours.

I have to stay off the web today, which I resent.

Why?

Wall to wall 1/2

@InvaderGzim @Autumn @stueytheround @Zebrano

2/2

To wall to wall. Please.

@Kitty62862 Yeah. It's nust way too much. @InvaderGzim @Autumn @Zebrano

@stueytheround @InvaderGzim @Autumn @Zebrano

Anyone in school, K-12 wasn’t born yet.

Anyone in college wasn’t old enough to recognize what was happening.

Everyone who lost someone is in soul deep pain. Infinitely.

Everyone who survived/witnessed is being re-traumatized. Sent back to that day. A rusty scalpel to their scars.

I’m trying to make the phantom sensations stop. The rumbling under my feet. The smell of the fires. The ashes flicking my skin like snowflakes.

It’s awful