Because There is No Half Awesome

We moved to the city on September 8, 2001. With no jobs, phone, TV or radio we made it through 9/11 and the months that followed.

Yesterday on my walk to the subway I past a dead body slightly covered with a sheet. The leg was hanging out and there was a cane partially sticking out from under the sheet. Crime scene tape was all over the place. I though I might have nightmares or think about it more often but I really haven’t thought about it much.

It makes me wonder how desensitized I am after all the imagery of 9/11, Katrina and just being in NYC. Law and Order just doesn’t seem bloody enough to be real anymore. I was trying to find way to make thing feel better but not much is working tonight (not even the season premiere of the Gilmore Girls). I work at a non-profit, I volunteer at Bellevue Hospital in the ER, and I have 3 rescued cats. I am not sure what else I can do to make things right.

It is hard to be a bleeding heart in NYC sometimes.

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