I took a nap yesterday
I took a nap yesterday afternoon, and at the end of it, Jane knocked on my door to ask why I wasn’t watching television. I felt like a broken Rolodex, flipping through all of my friends and family to make sure none of them had reason to be in Manhattan, little index cards of names and addresses flying everywhere. My corner of everyone is all right.
My kitchen, as it contains two Americans and cable TV, quickly became an imitation of CNN central headquarters. There are all sorts of things I want to say about watching a national tragedy from a foreign country, but my classes haven’t been cancelled, I have no real mourning to do, and the bus isn’t going to wait for me.