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spooked in ny

The moon is red, and all day long I’ve heard whispers – london, caught something, be careful. I hadn’t seen the news, woke up surprised it was late and ran from meeting to meeting. Got the red black and green pumas I been wanting, and some $5 ‘pashminas’ on canal, saw sofia, and my sister (whose office looks out over the WTC site, that hole in the earth, cement hole with nj transit running through the middle which I can’t even comprehend, started a day by journeying through that tragic space), trina and reshma, this tibetan I promised I’d help, my therapist – I wanted her to see how happy I am – and then shonali.
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I travel all the time so I need to believe that plane-of-death are a moot strategy, when the rumors solidified into facts I couldn’t feel it, I can’t take that into account emotionally, I don’t want to live with that kind of fear…but…yeah ny is a mess right now. Being back reminds of how much since 9-11 I have loathed going underground on the train – I almost never have to do that in cali, I forgot how much that sets stress into me.
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It rained so all the people spooked by red alert security on the train were thwarted, no trains running anywhere I want to go. But I’m minutes from jalen, hope he’s still awake.
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Someone who I think never notices me called today to say there’s a noticable difference when I’m not in the room.
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Tomorrow is as packed as today. Ny again, and I feel like an observer from a place of light, strolling these dark streets I know so well. This is where I honed my survival skills. Ah I’m here, jalen awaits!