Every time I stop to think about what's happened it hits me like a punch to the stomach. I still can't believe that I was there and I saw it and that it really happened. I keep trying to ignore that and just do what I'm doing but it keeps happening. I still have two cousins unaccounted for. I hope they're ok. One of them was a police officer stationed downtown. I've also got a friend who works for the NYSE. I haven't heard from him either. I'm sure there are other people too, but I'm a bit overwhelmed right now trying to think of all of the people that I know and to try to remember if they lived or worked near the WTC. It's still so unbelievable.