my teacher asked where we were during 9/11 again. i always found that a silly question, why do you want to make people relive that? plus, there's gonna be people out there born after the day, lol. i do remember where i was though. i was in the hospital and i was wondering why everyone was freaking out over the tv. i was in the hospital a lot as a kid actually. apparently i was really clumsy and hurt myself a lot? my childhood is really fucking blurry. a collection of vignettes. a lot of which being set in a hospital bed, bandages around my arms or forehead or wherever else. i'd ask my family about it, but i don't think they'd wanna talk about it. i get why, it must suck to have your kid be in the hospital all the time. but whatever, it's not like i'll be back in that musty bed anytime soon.
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