My Christ it was hard getting up yesterday.

Of course, I had decided that it was what I was going to do, I really wanted to do it, I hoped it wouldn't be overcast, and I went to bed not as early as I wanted to, but not too bad, and I just lay there.

It was 1a, 1.30a, I was not the slightest bit tired and I could not get to sleep! "Look you, 6a is coming really soon, and the sun will rise at 6.30a, there can be no snoozing! Sleep, idiot!" But I only finally slept really close to 2a. For you math freaks out there, that's a big four hours of sleep.

I did in fact snooze just once, but that was the most I could get away with, and I threw on some clothes, grabbed a ziplock container of cereal and staggered out to the boulevard. The street was pretty empty, but for a jogger or two, and the sun was rising, and I got to the observation point, and it was really beautiful.

I stood there for probably an hour, maybe 45 minutes, sometimes shooting (and being pretty annoyed that the spot where the actually sun was coming up and looking the prettiest was the spot with only anonymous-looking buildings in front of it), and sometimes just looking, eating my cereal.

Then I went home, wrote my entry, adjusted the pictures. You can get alot of work done when you get up at 6a!

Generally, besides the extreme exhaustion that never let up for a single second, it was a completely ordinary day, which is exactly what you want in a September 11th.

There was work and there was talking and there was eating lunch. There wasn't much listening to the radio, that's for sure. I mean, the songs were normal songs, but they had recorded these dreadful promos where the djs told about what they had been doing a year ago with really soppy music playing in the background and I would just have to snap the radio off and wait for it to be over.

I knew better than to look at the TV, although I did turn on the Today Show for about four seconds, in time to see Giuliani solemnly reading about two names and I turned that channel so fast it made my head spin. This is what TiVo is for, so I watched Iron Chef or something.

There wasn't a chance that Iron Chef would have anything on it that I didn't want to watch, except for the regular things that you don't want to watch, like fish innards.

All in all, the day passed, and everything was all right.

Today's horoscope:
The lure of the new and different competes with the attraction of the known and familiar. Keep room for both in your family life.

One year ago today:
This morning I woke around 7a because I had to go to the bathroom, and I am walking across my apartment and I thought, "Did something happen yesterday?"

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