It was comforting to know that the events were occurring two thousand miles away, but it has hit closer to home with the evacuation of Federal buildings and the capital building here in Denver. There is a strange air in the office as people stand huddled around radios and televisions.

In a sort of sick thrill, I watched, unmoving, as explosion after collapse after explosion occurred. I feel drawn, in a way, to the disaster as though it is feeding some part of my psyche. Part of me wants to see the remaining hijacked planes continue unintercepted, just to observe the full outcome of this horrible plan.

This cannot ? will not ? happen, of course, and as the nation and fighter jets scramble to strike down the continuing threats, the sense of anxious anticipation returns. Things seem, for the moment to have slowed, if not calmed, a bit.

So much will happen because of today.

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