Friday Blues??

It's usually on Mondays that I have the blues, but today it doesn't seem so great. Not feeling full of energy or anything. Just quietly sitting at my desk working on a few things. Received some bad news about a loved one, which is not good. Other than that, not sure why I'm bummed out.

Earlier, I went down to the cafe with my co-worker buddy and sat with our two other buddies and had a discussion. It then turned into the 9/11 situation and Rick and I went back to that day where we were together, shocked at what we had seen before our eyes. Since then we have always been a bit tight. Remembering how we were trying to figure things out and wondering how we would get home. Hoping that our family and friends were not in any danger, since we couldn't use our cell phones. Eventually, we parted wishing each other well as we had to go in different directions to get home. I told him how I had panic when I came to the bridge and how I really didn't think so many people would be running accross. It was like a war movie. Trucks loaded with soliders and civilians. Fighter jets racing over us close to the ground almost. I closed my eyes and took a moment to relax and then I started my way accross. I told him this now, since we didn't always talk about 9/11 afterwards and we just sat there reflecting. Then my buddy started her theory on how it was all set up and that the planes did not cause the buildings to fall. That the buildings were set up with bombs. She was sure of it. And if that's the case, there is alot of explaining to do. But I know no one will admit to it. It doesn't make sense that the second building to get hit went down first. Forget it. I won't get into it. I'm angry at this still, but somehow I have manage to get through it, as it's life. It may not be the American way of life, but it's life this way in other countries, where they go through these things every day or each month. You ask some of these foreigners and they say they understand how we feel. They have lost their family members on mornings where they rode the bus to work. But for us Americans, we don't live that kind of life. So alot of us were angry and were out for blood. But alot of us didn't take the time to understand why it all happened. And I know our government has not been fair to these countries. So did we deserve it? No, but maybe our government did. Maybe Bush did. But not all those people who died that day. And now a 9/11 movie is coming to a theather near you. What kind of bullshit is that?

I got back to my desk and speak to my mom. Life is so precious and I thank god for all that I have. Including my parents and family. But even after all this, I still feel a little down. It could be.....and I'm just throwing this out there....it could be that my work for today is making me sick. Perhaps I can just forget that I ever had anything to do and just tell these guys to piss off. That might turn my blue day around. What do you think? :)