Originally I had no idea what to write this year.

Usually I retell a bit of my experiences from that day, and go on until i'm sure no one wants to hear it anymore. I've been doing this every year since 2001.

A few days ago, something happened to me, and while I won't go into detail about it, I will say that it has forever changed my future, altering a path that I once thought I was intended to walk down. And while I know this may sound melodramatic to an extent, it to me, means something. It's not everyday you essentially have your hopes and dreams essentially ripped from your person.

While i'm trying not to dwell on these recent events, those of you who know me best know that, at best, that's difficult for me. I've been described as myopic, but rest assured I am trying.

After the events of the last few days, i find myself more mentally spent and exhausted then i've felt in a while, which is why this will be brief, or at least why I intend it to be brief.

One thing i've come to realize throughout the course of this experience is that, much like this city and this country, and its people following that September day, this should be viewed as a time when you look adversity and the unknown in the face and push forward and persevere.

So as the saying goes, while a door may have been closed, a window has been opened. And I will not only crawl through that window, but I will dust myself off and see whats next, and I will succeed.