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.
@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.
@stueytheround @Zebrano
You are such a sweetheart.
If I get up, I’ll feel vague rumblings under my feet. I know it’s only PTSD, but it’s annoying. I’ve been up about 19 hours straight. Every year at this time, sleep runs away. Occasionally I’ll get that vague smell, from that day. I worked close enough to smell it for weeks. It never leaves me. Sometimes I think I feel the ash particles that sprinkled my skin on the way to the subway that day. Praying on every step that I’d get home.