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2001-09-12 - 9:50 p.m. After moving through the world like a zombie, I am beginning to feel like I am coming back to life. It is not a happy thing. I am hoping that I will be able to sleep tonight. I am hoping that I can find one small island of normalcy to cling to. At this point I think it is going to be a very, very small island. I am thinking that if nothing else, for 30 minutes a day I will commune with Billy Blanks and try to forget that my world has been irrevocably changed. Try to forget that I am scared. Try to forget the irrational sinking in my stomach every second Cor is out of my sight. I hope that all of you are ok. You are in my thoughts and my prayers. Until Next Time... � |