The First Day of the Rest of My Life

Wednesday, September 11, 2002

Last year, I was asleep.

I overslept and was woken up (or is it "was awakened"?) by my roommate. I went to the living room and saw what was going on. I didn't cry much that day. I cried today.

Everything that could be said about today has been said, by people that are far more eloquent than I. But I just wanted to get this out. Not only that, but saw something else that I should say something about.

Take a look at tonight's Pick 3 Numbers from New York State.

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