from other blog

other blog:
i remember better what new york looks like without the twin towers than with, even though i grew up not too far away. knowing they were always there, i guess i just sort of assumed that every time i looked they would be there and i would never really have to remember where they were. i can't even remember if i can see them from my neighborhood. i had lived here for only a few weeks before it happened. the only thing i remember is that looking down from astor place, i could see a large cloud of dust. on that day, there was an eerie silence as people milled about, either heading somewhere or talking with others on the street. and then as evening settled in on that first day, the sun was setting and reflecting off the cloud with the most beautiful hues of red, orange and pink. beauty reflecting off of devastation. i can't believe it has been a year already.