Five Years Gone
I just realized what day it is. 'Twas five years ago today that I crashed my motorcycle into a guardrail and broke everything. Doesn't seem like it was that ago. Let's see, what has changed in five years...Red Sox won a World Series...ummmm...they stopped making my deodorant...I think that's about it. I miss my old body a lot. It was far from, like, nice and stuff, but it did it's job without any complaints. Nowadays, its sending out disgruntled letters to HR on a daily basis. I suppose I shouldn't complain though, because everybody did a wonderful job putting me back together, all things considered.
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Yeah, I had just regained conciousness a few days before the 11th. I remember I was watching an old Rat Pack flick (High Society) and I switched it during a commercial and saw one of the towers burning. Kept watching and then the second plane hit.
