2002-09-11 | NEW YORK STATE OF WHINE

I think I forgot to mention one thing about my crying fit this morning.

Just as my eyes started to well up with tears, a gentle rain began to sweep my rooftop.

It was just one of those tiny insignificant beautiful things that happen to you, and you forget about them, but when it's happening you're just blown away.

I wish there was a place you could put those moments, and come back and visit them, for when you need to remember how to feel.

I cried alot today. I didn't cry like crazy or anything, but my eyes were tearing up a lot. I was watching that concert for the city of New York. For something with that many mainstream people involved, it was really cool.

I didn't realize that Steve Buscemi had gone back to work at the fire department after Sept. 11. That's just remarkable. Makes me even more proud to know his work, and be one of his biggest fans, and be able to relate in a similar way that he may have related. Except that I'm not from New York. I can't relate to something even that small. Just living in that city. Or being from there. Let alone knowing someone who was in the buildings or planes. Anyways, I'm rambling about cliche crap again. Sorry.

I don't cry like I used to when I was younger. I don't know if that's good or bad. I think the amount I used to cry over Tiffany drained me of alot of tears. But I haven't cried as much as I did today since last December.

The irony is that I haven't been this happy since....possibly forever.

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