9/11

well its 12:57 a.m. which is early monday morn but all i can think about is my sunday which happend to be 9/11 what a historical day all i seen was stuff on T.V. saying in memory of this day and I started to think what I was doing that day. All i remember is earlier that day I got up ate breakfast and was floating through my day as usual then I seen something on the news talking about something traggic its like the whole world stop. It will never be a day forgotten but I promised myself on that day I will nolonger be a sleep walker meaning goin through life with a routine I promised myself that life is short so why I am here I am going to live meaning go places see things tell all my friends and family I love them and appreciate them in my life a set goals and strive to achieve them for If I have a dream that I am trying to achieve and I die before I achieve it then I was living my dream because while I was living I was persuing and striving to reach that dream. So to me my sunday my 9/11 day meant a day of sorrow,honor,and inspiration to live truely live,