started january 31
Jan. 31st, 2025 05:55 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lliI'm awake too early, and feeling low and irritated. I'm in Fort Myers. My parents just got news that a friend of my dad's had died, and they are flying to Chicago for the funeral for the day. Even if I hadn't planned to be awake dad turned on the news as is his habit and that would have woken me up.
(two hours later my parents returned: their plane was delayed and they would have missed the funeral and been stuck in Chicago. So the day went by differently.)
I didn't expect the plane crash in DC to affect me the way it did. On top of the horror I would have felt at the story wherever it happened, it also brought back memories of the 1982 crash into the 14th St bridge. (I was 16, skipping class, tried to take the bus to Baltimore for some reason but between the snow and the crash, transportation was not happening. I ended up walking some ungodly distance in high heels in the snow to get back home that night, everything was weird and wrong, and nobody knew what had happened at first)
