Do you remember what yo did this day, ten years ago? I do. I was at home, with my high school big crush. We saw the planes on TV, but it wasn't until after he left and I talked to my mom that I realized what had happened.
Ten years later, I'm sitting here. Next to one of the crime scenes - The Pentagon. The feeling is in the air. The feeling of threat and sorrow. A feeling I, as a Swede, cannot understand. But it helps me understand the overall - and very general, of course - mentality over here.
So what do you do this day, ten years after the planes crashed into the towers in N.Y. and my neighbor Pentagon? How about remember and reflect? Show humanity, but don't leave your brain at home.