I didn’t really know what would happen when I woke up this morning, hoping against all hope that yesterday was just a bad dream. And it wasn’t. It wasn’t.
There are rumors that the center might be closed again tomorrow, that I’ll be staying home again. I hope not. Eventually, we have to get away from the TV and from those images, and we have to cope with what has happened, and we have to go on with life. The longer this tragedy keeps the country at a crawl, the greater the “victory” becomes for the terrorists.
Today was supposed to be my last day of work, but monsters kept that from happening. Instead, I’m going to try to just carry on. I’m going to go out to lunch. I’m going to pack up my things in preparation for moving to California. I’m going to watch the news a little.
We’ve got to keep on keeping on.