...like it was my job...

I watched the coverage of the Times Square bomb scare last night like it was my job. I watched every news channel, I flipped back and forth. I didn't boot up the computer... but I was tempted. I texted Momo to see where she was ( it was a Saturday night, she could have easily have been at the theatre). I worried and worried and kept myself up all night. I waited until Mayor Bloomberg gave his press conference around 2 before I could drag my arse upstairs to bed. I missed church - I lost a day.

...like it was my job...