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In a Journal, Chaos and Perspective
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Liz Neporent. Liz Neporent, part owner of the fitness-center management company Plus One, writes frequently about health and fitness
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2002
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2002
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In a Journal, Chaos and Perspective
2002
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Liz Neporent was in her apartment one block from the World Trade Center on the morning of Sept. 11, 2001. When the first plane hit, she was talking on the phone with co-workers, including her husband, Jay Shafran, who were in their office just south of the Twin Towers. These excerpts from her journal, begun an hour after the second Tower collapsed, are followed by her thoughts a year later. 9.12.01 - I finally found Jay yesterday by breaking into someone's computer. I e- mailed everyone, and almost instantly my brother shot back a note saying Jay was looking for me. I was so relieved. He told me to stay put and Jay would come get me. 9.8.02 - Last night I dreamed I was falling through empty space, and I just kept falling, falling, falling. Many nights during the past year, I've dreamed of planes diving into buildings, or buildings falling, or that I'm trying to escape from a building that is about to collapse. These dreams are often full of gray ash, and sometimes the buildings look out of focus and faraway, like the backgrounds of a Monet watercolor. In them, I feel more detached than terrified.
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