(September 11, 2019 at 1:20 pm)Aegon Wrote: I was only 6 years old, but I lived in Brooklyn at the time. My mom worked a few blocks away from the towers, and my cousin was FDNY; his body was never recovered.
Despite my proximity to the event, and how it affected my family, I have virtually no memory of
it. It's possible my brain blocked it out to avoid trauma, which is apparently a thing. Sometimes I wish I remembered, because the memories of my cousin seem to have been blocked out with it.
Yeah, I have much of my childhood blocked out anyway, particularly the stuff involving school. It was that bad. I still remember a couple things, and I’m not sure if I should want to remember more or if I should remember less.
Comparing the Universal Oneness of All Life to Yo Mama since 2010.
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I was born with the gift of laughter and a sense the world is mad.
I was born with the gift of laughter and a sense the world is mad.
