I'm playing only music today and keeping my radio off. Yes, I know it's the fifth anniversary of 9/11. (What do they call it in Europe, where dates are written in reverse? 11/9?) It's also the first anniversary of some pretty crappy catastrophic personal events, so not my favorite time of year.
It was bad enough the first time, and things seem to me to have progressively worsened in the world. No need to dwell on it. On either the global or the personal.
I was on Zanzibar on Sept. 11, 2001. When I went back and re-read my MariesWorldTour.com entry for that day, it seemed so raw. Some of what I wrote was naive, some of it was cynical, and some of it was wrong--later, I'd revise some opinions. And the photos were scanned in a crummy internet cafe. It shows.
I haven't updated the entry since the day I wrote it. Some things are best left alone.