Take a minute and reflect upon a pivotal moment in your life before September 7, 2001, a crucial second that seemed to change your entire way of living. At the risk of sounding callous or cruel, whatever it was that just graced your mind means absolutely nothing, even in the grand scheme of your own insignificant existence. While circumstances such as a move or divorce may force us to adopt different habits or differentiating behavioral patterns, few occasions save perhaps death effect us in a profound manner every waking moment. Seldom is it indeed that we find ourselves immersed in an entirely changed society and even rarer still when we come to the abrupt realization that we're a completely disparate person. Am I saying it's not possible at all? Hardly, though the infrequency of that sort of coincidence needs to be recognized.

But maybe you can find a better memory a little after that cardinal day in early autumn; that is, providing you managed to survive the chaos there after. Scientists are loathe say that /anything can happen/, and as a realist myself I tend to concur that it is possible for strange circumstances to happen upon an individual but are extremely unlikely. Extremely. And even then, the chances of those /same circumstances/ occuring around the entire world at the /same time/ are practically next to nothing. But that infinitessimally small possibility is there.

It's that impossibly tiny fortuity that ties into what could be an earth shattering experience for everyone. I am a survivor; I am irrevocably changed. On a particularly gray September morning the entire world transposed along with the galaxy. Perhaps