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Yep, I remember that day. My favorite X and I were in a shitty little motel room and I watched the towers fall on the TV in the room. I had just finished up a parole sanction the day before and I was already dirty ... and broke. Yep, spent the few bucks I came out with on some shitty dope, and as the towers fell the jones was on full-tilt. My X was being a bitch, the pussy sucked, dope sucked, and it was almost check-out time.

Thousands are burning up in NY and all I want is to feel good for just a minute or two so I can figure out my next move. Fuckin people jumping to thier deaths and I'm pissed cuz my X has been on one for the last few days and don't feel like fuckin.

Tower one falling ... sounds like dominos on the TV ... man this is insaine, I'm not out 24 hours and I'm back on the lam. Fucking bitch won't wake up and these fucks want us to get out. Shit, I know they're gonna call the cops. I can't just walk outa here, I never checked in with my PO ... Fuck ... Oh shit, the other tower's falling !, dominos of death and I need this bitch to get up before they come for me.

I peek out the curtains, and there's the cocksucker that sold me the shitty dope ... " well hello " ... hmmm, I don't remember ... or won't say ... how that all ended, because the jist of the story is how I will always remember 9/11, and where my humanity resided when I was in my addiction.

I commited my last crime on Feb-28-2002, and I have been clean, sober, and crime free since Mar-1-2002.