Breathe. In and out.

[judecorp]

I am fine, physically. I am in Queens, and I am fine. Jodie is fine. No word from Mark yet, but I'm sure he's fine.

I am so incredibly and irrevocably sad. Today, I cried. I never cry.

I cry for my City.
And I cry for the skyline.
And I cry for New York.
And I cry for the nation.
And I cry for the world.
And I cry for peace.
And I cry for humanity.
And I cry for me.

Thank you to all of you who were worried about me. Now, and always, is a wonderful and perfect time to tell you that I love you.

Jodie. Mark. Aaron. Christina. Guy. Juliann. Julie. Jenny. Diana. Baga. Jig. Stephanie. Blob. Daddy. Mom. Grandma. Grandpa. Chrissy. Kathy. Lia. Dom. Matt. Sara. Cyn. Rose. Matt. Bink. Peej. Sonal. Crystal. Nikki. Chris. Hoo. Jess. Mindy. Rich. Frank & Melissa. Syndee. Monika. Jack. Luke. Adrienne. Louise. Ronnie. Stefan. Kelly. Pam. Jessica. Jessica. Mark. Natalie. Matty. Everyone.

If I missed your name, I love you. Now I need donuts.

Comments

[michael622.livejournal.com]

I love you Judie. Be strong, cause I know it's got to be harder there than it is here - and it's pretty damn hard here. Take care of you.

[judecorp.livejournal.com]

You'd be amazed. Around 1:00, Jode and I walked down to Dunkin Donuts. The sky was sunny in Queens - you could only see the big cloud if you looked toward Metropolitan Ave. - and it was business as usual - cars, buses, trash, noise.

Very surreal, just a few miles away.

*HUG*