I was watching some Chuck Norris movie about hijacking a plane and immediately I think about 9-11. And then all of a sudden, I'm almost on the verge of tears. And then all of a sudden, I'm angry. So angry. I try to block out of my mind that tragedy because I can't handle it I guess. I don't want to think about it. I want to pretend that humans cannot be as cruel as the men who took so many lives. I hate it. I hate to think that humanity can be so flawed and so heartless. Even now, I feel so much rage. So much rage. I just want to scream. I want to ask God why things like this were meant to happen. Why 9-11? Why the holocaust? Why war? Why murder? Why AIDS? Why why why? I'll never know. And that kills me.