Writer's Block: 9/11
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At my first essay seminar at college. I was writing my bachelor essay that semester and I was worried. I didn't learn about it until I got home three hours later. My girlfriend at the time,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
elenhinstar, opened the door when I rang the bell (must have forgotten the keys) and said the following words:
"Du vet World trade center, va? Det finns inte längre. Två kapade flygplan har flugit in i bägge tornen. De tror att det är talibanerna."
"You know the World Trade Center, right? It no longer exists. Two high-jacked air planes have flown into both towers. They think it's the taliban."
I walked inside the living room, saw the TV with the smoke cloud. She said "That's what Manhattan looks like now." I don't remember if I reached for a cigarette or the phone first. I started calling my brothers and my parents; got a hold of my sister-in-law and were told my brothers would call back later. My father sounded completely dismissive. He said "Oh, that thing in the US. Mom and I am going to take our nap now.
I went and bought some light food - fruit cream and milk - that we would eat for dinner. I figured we have to eat something that requires no cooking but still is nutrituous.
The whole night was spent watching TV and talking to family members on the phone. Dad called and said he and mom hadn't understood the scope of what had happened; they had thought it was an accident with a small plane.
I remember turning on the radio late at night, but all they talked about was this. Going to sleep that night - somewhere after midnight - was very strange. I remember saying - I kid you not - that I wished George Clooney (!) would make a public appearance and offer his insight.
I didn't have a job and I didn't have another class that whole week, andelenhinstar was unemployed, so we slipped into our own 9/11-bubble where we just watched TV and browsed the Internet. I remember mailing silversolitaire and asking if she was okay but didn't get a response until a couple of days later. All in all, a very strange week.
At my first essay seminar at college. I was writing my bachelor essay that semester and I was worried. I didn't learn about it until I got home three hours later. My girlfriend at the time,
elenhinstar, opened the door when I rang the bell (must have forgotten the keys) and said the following words:"Du vet World trade center, va? Det finns inte längre. Två kapade flygplan har flugit in i bägge tornen. De tror att det är talibanerna."
"You know the World Trade Center, right? It no longer exists. Two high-jacked air planes have flown into both towers. They think it's the taliban."
I walked inside the living room, saw the TV with the smoke cloud. She said "That's what Manhattan looks like now." I don't remember if I reached for a cigarette or the phone first. I started calling my brothers and my parents; got a hold of my sister-in-law and were told my brothers would call back later. My father sounded completely dismissive. He said "Oh, that thing in the US. Mom and I am going to take our nap now.
I went and bought some light food - fruit cream and milk - that we would eat for dinner. I figured we have to eat something that requires no cooking but still is nutrituous.
The whole night was spent watching TV and talking to family members on the phone. Dad called and said he and mom hadn't understood the scope of what had happened; they had thought it was an accident with a small plane.
I remember turning on the radio late at night, but all they talked about was this. Going to sleep that night - somewhere after midnight - was very strange. I remember saying - I kid you not - that I wished George Clooney (!) would make a public appearance and offer his insight.
I didn't have a job and I didn't have another class that whole week, and
elenhinstar was unemployed, so we slipped into our own 9/11-bubble where we just watched TV and browsed the Internet. I remember mailing silversolitaire and asking if she was okay but didn't get a response until a couple of days later. All in all, a very strange week.
