September 11, 2011

A little over a year ago i was in New York for the first time. Walking to ground zero was painful. I remember hearing about the tragedy during art class and not knowing what to think. It took me ten years to realize the pain. I cried on the streets and didn't really want to do anything for the rest of the day. 10 years later, my heart still goes out to all those who were in pain and how that they were able to pull themselves from their pain and move into a loving future.

Sometimes I have to, like Nelly said: "lift [my] hands in the air and cry for a switch".