I was on the trolley heading to work. For those that ride the trolley will know that when people commute on the trolley they usually stick to themselves read a book or have headphones on. I would get my discman rocken and be on my way. This morning was a little different. I got on the trolley, found myself a seat and pressed play on my Voodoo Glow Skulls cd. after a few minuets I looked around and saw everyone talking to each other. Random people deep in conversation. I took out my ear phones and listened to the worst thing i'd ever heard. At this time only one plane had hit. By the time i made it to work the second tower was struck and it was just hard to swallow, still is. I will never forget that day and the pit i got in my stomach.