8:42 got out of the subway at wall st. walk two blocks north to liberty.
crisp blue day i'm hearing what sounds like a very low fighter jet doing a fly by - what they hell are they doing?!
where is it? - fuck i just saw it hit the south tower
now THAT wasn't supposed to happen
black smoke. dead silence
we all enter a dream...
a cloud of paper documents bursts from the side of the building and slowly rains down like confetti getting closer and closer...
silence, open mouths facing skyward
obviously many people have just died compulsive babbling starts: "what was that?" "it was a helicopter" "no i think it was a cessna" "what happened?" "did you just see that?!"
the wave of papers reaches us with a gust of fine particle debris
i reach down and pick some up - a sick note from a doctor and financial documents from one of our customers. people i have visited many times in the past
this dream is very real i feel deep empathy and sadness for the victims of this accident. i stand in silence, my heart goes out to them
second explosion. much much louder than the first. the other tower is now on fire.
fuck. was that another collision or did the first building explode igniting the second?
people are running frantically down to the seaport, weeping, desperately trying to use their cell phones
something's not right about this i look back up the alley - the huge tower is on fire. if only i had taken my camera this morning, people would not believe what i'm seeing. truly biblical, truly disturbing
is this really terrorism?
no information
my cell phone is useless
people try to restablish normalcy on the pier - as far away as possible. i don't think i'm thinking quite straight right now.
try not to look at the towers, hope they can evacuate people quickly. nothing i can do to help right now
someone runs up: "they've hijacked planes, there's more on the way"
FUCK FUCK FUCK
what am i still doing here? i'm so stupid
sound of a 3rd large plane coming in on top of us. i'm fucked, it's too late
blind panic and hysteria like i've never witnessed
we are sprinting north up the east side of manhattan
got to get away from any targets. a plane could come from anywhere
a tower collapses. volcanic dust overtaking us. keep running
the brooklyn bridge has been blocked off. stuck on manhattan - keep going north
a policeman says the pentagon has been hit
what in HELL is going down?
i am halfway between downtown and midtown on the waters edge, ready to jump in if i have to
just wait for an hour. by then they should have regained control of the skies
premeditated, calculated hate. there are no boundaries
this city could never be the same. i hope my friends are ok
everybody is having the same conversation
what comes next?