We are all Spanish today…
March 11th, 2004 | Posted by Shannon
What a weird, sad, uneasy day. I spent it mostly trying to work but instead crying and staring blankly at nothing. Seeing those horrible images over and over. This day has affected me more than I can say.
Though I didn’t really feel like it, I went to the first baseball game played at our brand new ballpark. It was very crowded, everyone in line for hot dogs and nachos and beer, and I moved from tier to tier thinking what the hell am I doing here? This is something that yesterday I was excited about. But today it seemed foreign and strangely distasteful, though I am American through and through.
I’m a Spaniard today. In the words of Dorothy Parker,
My soul is crushed, my spirit sore.
I do not like me, anymore.
I’m not so mad at myself, but that is essentially the way I feel about the world and my place in it at the moment.