The Cruel Monstrosity of It Is Just Sinking in; Warwick University Student Almu Cros Writes from New York Yesterday
Byline: Almu Cros
I feel very lonely and helpless. It is all very well to travel alone to do my research, but I really miss company, just to talk, or to be with someone.
I speak to a lot of people, but now I have been trying to talk to anyone since it happened.
On Tuesday, I had to walk for six hours just to get back to my hostel. On the way I saw a guy in his twenties crying, hugging a tree, and convinced him to go for a beer. He saw it all from his office in 34th Street.
In the bar the TV announcer was saying that the US had retaliated, bombing Kabul. It was then that I got really hysterical. I thought, if this is war, I really am stuck here.
I visited the Cathedral of St John the Divine. There were so many people crying there. I did not pray, I only sat there until they shut at 9pm.
I don't know what to do with myself.
I was in a branch of the New York Public Library sending e-mails yesterday. One of the ladies at the issue desk told me that her daughter works on the fifth floor of one of the towers and she did not know until 12pm whether her daughter was alive or dead.
I just get so relieved when I hear that at least a few people made it alive.
There was such a sombre feeling in the tube compartment this morning. Everyone is really, really quiet, and people's faces are just really sad.
A few tourists are buying souvenirs and postcards in the few shops open on Fifth Avenue - I cannot understand how they can be doing it. …