Blast

On the news this morning they announced that there would be explosions at Ground Zero, as the construction crews tested using dynamite. Explosions three days a week for several months. Big warnings - so as not to freak anyone out that there were those kinds of noises coming from a place where they shouldn't come from again.

I didn't hear any, although I'm reading online that they happened and that most people in nearby buildings only heard muffled bangs. Still, I thought of it all day, tensed against unusual noises, metaphorically held my breath, waiting. A strangely stressful backdrop to what might be an otherwise ordinary day.