Seven Years in America

Okay, so I know there's bound to be a ton of September 11th posts out there at this very moment, and I also know it's been a long ass time since I've updated this art only blog, but I have to write down what I'm feeling right now.

It's been seven years. Seven years and they're already showing everything that's happened from fifty different perspectives on The History Channel. Am I the only one who thinks it's too fresh...too soon? I feel like I'm back in homeroom in high school watching it on television all over again. I only knew a victim through about six degrees of separation, but the loss is still devastating.

I don't even care about the political tie-ins with this incident. War has happened, and is happening still. I won't even try to pretend I know or care about what Bush or any of those other politicians have to say or do with this. I just can't stop thinking about this as just a huge devastation to everyone. And I can't believe it's really been seven years since this happened. You just can't take the people in your life for granted.

That's all there really is for me to say. Just reminding my heavy heart that I have things to be grateful for.