He's dead.
I feel sadness remembering everything from September 11th and the people lost, both physically and emotionally, on that day.
I feel joy that comes from such a cathartic moment as seeing something evil die.
I feel afraid to go to sleep for fear that I'll open my eyes to find out it was all a dream.
Monday, May 02, 2011
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