september 10, 2001:
That morning I went on a rant about Mondays and rude people and all the little things that were aggravating me. We didn't know what would come just 24 hours later. I still lived in a state of mind where I felt the world was a mostly decent place, that people were mostly good, that life would hold no big suprises that I couldn't handle.
I don't have my September 2001 archives on the sidebar. If you would like to read them, and see how that day - and the days after - progressed, you can fin them at the web archives here.