Over the weekend, I went to a party in the daytime. A far outcry from nighttime parties, which are common. Some change is nice. The weather was it its finest, clear skies and warm weather. To make it even better, there were many beautiful and fine girls there, which made it all fun.

Unfortunately, a sore thumb refuses to heal. It has been there since 2001. It is the never ending thinking and talking about the World Trade Center and 9/11. Yes, I know it has been seven years since that horrible and dark day occurred. I try not to think about this horrible day in September on a Tuesday in 2001. Airplanes crashing into the World Trade Center triggering a fiery explosion and causes it to vomit huge amount of smoke. World Trade Center violently melting onto the streets of New York in a massive toxic dust and smoke cloud shrouding Manhattan. Thousands of lives lost and many children without parents.

I keep thinking about this dark day everyday at all hours. I even think about it at parties, which I should not even be doing. Party is to have a great time and not thinking about the bad things in life. I know I shouldn’t think about the WTC. The thing is, I have been thinking and talking about New York before 9/11. Don’t get me wrong, I do have a mighty fine time at parties. As horrible it was, we should never forget this day.

Despite it all, I had a good time at the party. There was a lot of good food and drinks. I got to see old friends and meet new people. It brings back memories of my college days. I went to a lot of parties when I was in college, mostly frat parties. I was not in any fraternity though. I may have aged and no longer in college. One thing that remains the same is that the parties are always fun and there are lot of fine girls.