Well, I can hardly bear to think about all this anymore, never the less write or talk about it. Still, each time I open my mouth to talk to anyone I hear the words coming out of my mouth: tragedy, towers, terrorists... Everyone I know seems to be the same. Our thoughts are so consumed, there's nothing else to talk about.

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I have found the ocean to be a great comfort to me the last few days. Everyday as I walk to work and home again I see the ocean. It's something steady, stable, alive but not malevolent, blissfully unaware of the evil that exists in the world. Sometimes it's blue, sometimes gray. White tops of waves catching light. A natural force in the world. Much larger than 110 stories but can never be blown away. I need some beauty in my life right now and I suspect you do too.