1. The train is delayed, by just long enough for me to catch it. That is what's called grace: wholly undeserved favour.
2. I spend the afternoon remembering 9 11 with expat Americans. I am deeply moved by stories of heroism, of compassion, of selfless courage, like the firefighters in the documentary, but also like the two men who picked up a lady in a wheelchair on the 58th floor and carried her down.
3. I sign off from the weekly twitter #writechat and mention I have a cold. Strangers I will likely never meet wish me well. I am appreciating the writing community more and more.
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