I woke up
I made myself some coffee
I walked my dog
I went to work
I ate a sandwich
I walked my dog
I watched three hours of tv
I walked my dog
I checked my email
I read about Obama and McCain
I went to sleep
I found out 3 days later.
Why that day?
September 12
So mundane
It seems like I stole something from him
With the not knowing
and the everydayedness
on the one day
when he held everything
I understood nothing
and so it goes –
the infinite jest