In Memoriam
Sep. 11th, 2005 04:03 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
scottishlassFor the first time in four years I will not close down my sites for 9/11.
Why?
Because I really do not want to deal with the ten to twenty irate emails asking me why I closed down any of my sites. I have dealt with these for the last three years and for once I don't want to be reminded. I don't want to watch any of the ceremonies and I don't want to spent the whole day ranting about idiots who cannot understand why I closed down my sites for one day.
It is not that I don't want to be bothered - on the contrary. But for the first time in four years I want to spent the day as I have never done before. Mourning in private. Letting go.
My friend will always reside inside my heart. Conversations, laughter and many other memories will stay with me hopefully to the day that I die, but for once I need to mourn in private, for myself and for all the moments, hours, days and years I got cheated from spending with one of my best friends by a bunch of religious terrorists.
My Sweet, I am missing you. Always.
Why?
Because I really do not want to deal with the ten to twenty irate emails asking me why I closed down any of my sites. I have dealt with these for the last three years and for once I don't want to be reminded. I don't want to watch any of the ceremonies and I don't want to spent the whole day ranting about idiots who cannot understand why I closed down my sites for one day.
It is not that I don't want to be bothered - on the contrary. But for the first time in four years I want to spent the day as I have never done before. Mourning in private. Letting go.
My friend will always reside inside my heart. Conversations, laughter and many other memories will stay with me hopefully to the day that I die, but for once I need to mourn in private, for myself and for all the moments, hours, days and years I got cheated from spending with one of my best friends by a bunch of religious terrorists.
My Sweet, I am missing you. Always.
