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Quit holding out - and draw another breath
Thursday, July 07, 2005
5:10 PM

I'm really, really tired. I was just about to go to bed at about 2:50 this morning after watching some episodes of Stargate when I checked the Google News pull like I normally do. The first headline up wasn't about reporters going to jail or NASA, but explosions in London. In the beginning, things weren't clear. I kept reading news reports about energy surges and possible train crashes but then one loan bus with its top blown off made it into the news and things pretty much went downhill from there. I stayed up for as long as I could watching the news and keeping an eye on the internet. I saw Tony Blair's address at 4:00 and then listened to the news until I finally got to sleep around 6:00. My dad came into the basement a few minutes later when I immediately woke up, gave him the short and long of things, passed the remote over too him and went upstairs to my bed. My aunt called a few hours later (I had called her at 3:00 leaving a message about getting in touch with our family in the UK) with more news and I told her what I knew in conjunction.

I love London. It's a great city full of culture and the people there are kind and generous. The attacks this morning made me sad. But, I do think London is strong. Just the day before they won the honor of having the 2012 Olympics. People will still take the tube to work and the busses will run again. People pull together when this type of thing happens and London can only get stronger. I'm thinking about you London. I know you'll be okay.
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