I was at work and had the radio on. The news broke. My boss had a TV in his office that was never used.
he was all business and doing nothing was unacceptable. I don't think he even liked people taking breaks. We all sat in his office all morning and watched from the time the second plane hit. Fixated to the TV. I remember feeling numb. Angry, frightened, saddened, such a mixture of feelings which can not be described.
Picked the Kiddo up from day care and went home and just held her.
There was nothing on TV all night except this. Watching it play out over and over and just sitting and silently crying.

A few years ago, I went to Manhattan and went there. Haunting does not even describe it. That is no place for an ampath to be I can assure you. I can still feel everything I felt when I was there to this day. It will never leave me.