Upon returning home on September 11, I turned back to the television set. I went to school the following days, but my mind just wasn't in it.
I kept hoping that I'd wake up. Somehow, it was all a dream. But it wasn't a dream, because I couldn't sleep.
By Friday, I absolutely needed to get out of the house. I went to the State Fair, which was eerily quiet.
Saturday, I went to Rocky Mountain Raceways with some friends. While the attacks were in the back of our minds, it was a nice distraction.
We all changed that day. It is a day that we will always remember, where we were when "it" happened.
-Bob
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