I was driving into work. It was Tuesday morning, around 9AM, and I was listening to Bob and Tom, a more comedy/talk radio station. They were talking about this plane hitting the towers and the Pentagon and I thought, what a horrible joke. I turned the dial and found no other radio stations reporting it. I thought, wow, these guys have sunk to a new low, how callous. And then, suddenly, EVERY station was lighting up with reports. I was only about 5 minutes away, and by the time I got there, the clinic had turned on the TV and I saw the smoke from the first plane's impact. We all stood glued to the TV, watching as the second plane hit, watching as tower one and tower two crumbled. I remember suddenly everyone just wanted to be home with their loved ones. I don't remember seeing more than one or two clients that day. I was numb, the staff was numb, clients were numb. The line of cars outside was incredible at one point - gas stations were charging $6/gallon and everyone started to panic. I did not know anyone in the buildings who died or survived. I wish everyone peace and solace as they remember the tragedy and honor the heroes who saved that day.