The pain is dulled, but it still hurts in a dreary, gray way, a leaden sadness rather than raw ache.
All was as normal today, except due to insomnia last night I was late to work. Aside from that, I worked, called the FWiB, and went to my meeting.
And that is the sum total of the day.
As is my wont, I shall here post a link to my 9/11 story.
The Only Thing I Can Be Sure Of On fanfiction.net or
The Only Thing I Can Be Sure Of on AO3
1. My meetings and the people there.
2. The FWiB.
3. The first responders of 9/11.
4. The day passes.
5. The fireman I know survived.
6. Pain lessens.