Yeah. It's September 11th.
Sep. 11th, 2005 12:40 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
conuly
I remember exactly what I was doing on September 10th, back... four years ago? Wow.
I was at the Borders at the WTC. I used to live there. Last week, I had a dream of it - not really a dream, more like a memory that happened while I was asleep - it was so vivid, it was real. I remembered sitting and reading in the kids section, which had a fake tree in it, and it used to have a green carpet, made to look like spreading grass (that is, it had a curvy, irregular edge), but the carpet had an unidentified stain on it, so it was eventually replaced, in the same, curvy, irregular shape with a stars and comets carpet, right under the spreading fake tree.
Anyway, the night before it all happened, I wasn't sitting there. I was sitting in an actual chair in the area next to the music section, except I *hate* sitting in chairs, because I keep getting uncomfortable, so I kept switching positions - legs hanging over one arm, turn around so they hang over the other arm, sit normally, scrunch up my feet beneath me... of course, it didn't work, right? I was still uncomfortable.
And I had a whole stack of books I didn't finish, and mommy and I went home late - I didn't leave the store until they were almost closing. So we caught the N, at Cortlandt. Or it might've been the R. Didn't matter, there wasn't any Q or W to mess things up.
I used to cut school and go to that bookstore.
*shrugs*
I'm just thinking aloud, metaphorically.
I was at the Borders at the WTC. I used to live there. Last week, I had a dream of it - not really a dream, more like a memory that happened while I was asleep - it was so vivid, it was real. I remembered sitting and reading in the kids section, which had a fake tree in it, and it used to have a green carpet, made to look like spreading grass (that is, it had a curvy, irregular edge), but the carpet had an unidentified stain on it, so it was eventually replaced, in the same, curvy, irregular shape with a stars and comets carpet, right under the spreading fake tree.
Anyway, the night before it all happened, I wasn't sitting there. I was sitting in an actual chair in the area next to the music section, except I *hate* sitting in chairs, because I keep getting uncomfortable, so I kept switching positions - legs hanging over one arm, turn around so they hang over the other arm, sit normally, scrunch up my feet beneath me... of course, it didn't work, right? I was still uncomfortable.
And I had a whole stack of books I didn't finish, and mommy and I went home late - I didn't leave the store until they were almost closing. So we caught the N, at Cortlandt. Or it might've been the R. Didn't matter, there wasn't any Q or W to mess things up.
I used to cut school and go to that bookstore.
*shrugs*
I'm just thinking aloud, metaphorically.
