9.11.06 - Five years already.

On days like today, I can’t help but allow myself to be glued to CNN. I’ve seen it over and over again, but those images still haunt me.

Today they read the names of everyone who died that day, and even after all this time I still got choked up.

And now there’s all these conspiracy theories out there trying to prove 9/11 was an inside job — that it was a hoax, and a plane didn’t really hit the pentagon, yada yada yada.

To tell you the truth, I don’t know what the truth is anymore.

It doesn’t change anything for me to lose sleep over it at this point. I can’t change what happened.

So rather than get political and banter for the next 6 paragraphs, I want to give a shout out to all those men and women who fell that day. I know God will sort everything out in the end.

Having that day hard-coded in my head gave me a chance today to take a good long look at how far I’ve come in those 5 years. I finished college. I moved to L.A. I served in the military. I grew up.

And after all that I’m still chasing down a dream.

(Oh yeah, and I’m getting my home life together too. Finally realized that I’m not Superman, and I can’t do everything on my own. Especially keep the house clean. (I have some kind of aversion to it.) So I broke down and called Merry Maids, and now a clean house is on its way in four hours flat or my money back!

Ahhhh… Maybe now I can get some work done.)