For me it was the moment, like Alice, that everything went from what I knew to a crazy place where nothing made sense anymore.It was a typical morning going to work. It was my friend Clara's birthday and I sent her an e-mail as soon as I got in at 8am wishing her a fantastic day. Clara worked in Tower 6 of the World Trade Center complex. After composing and sending it off I was chatting with an admin, cup of coffee in one hand and a piece of bran muffin nabbed from a friend in the other, when someone rushed up with the news that the first plane had hit. Thinking he must be mistaken we grabbed a radio and tuned in.
My trip through the looking glass had begun.
What I realize is that I'm not the same person I was. Neither is the world. Simply too much has happened. Meaning the death of Osama bin Laden is not the shake I need - we need - to wake up. Because the other side of the looking glass, rather than a dream, is now the reality.- Farmer Ted
