This week I'm in NC for work. Here's what I know about NC from my short time here:
1. It's very, very green.
2. The food scares me a little. What the hell is a Bojangles??
3. No one is in a hurry here. I'm from Chicago, I do not have the patience for this.
I've only been here for a few hours. Already I want to go home. It's going to be a long week.
Most of what's on tv is all about 9/11. Of course I watch it, I'm a masochist at heart. Why? Why would I watch the retelling of a horrible attack on my country? Because this year, the tone of the specials has changed. It's got a very positive feel. Crazy, I know. But last night I watched interviews with people who talked about how they made it through, how they banded together to help strangers, and how they're honoring those they lost that day. Now, I don't believe that people have forgotten the hurt or the pain. I do, however, think it's healthy for those directly affected to be able to put their lives back together, and be able to be happy, and not let that day define them. And as Forrest Gump so succinctly put it, that's all I have to say about that.