Today I’m in a funk.
Nothing special happened to me 25 years ago today.
I did nothing heroic.
I lost no one close to me.
I was filling in on a radio station during morning drive, reading the news and watching the horrible events of that morning unfold beneath a beautiful blue sky.
Afterward, I walked around in a daze that I eventually emerged from.
But when this date comes around each year, I find myself falling back into that feeling.
How about you?
Are you doing OK?
