I was walking around in New York and I was across the river looking at the towers. Then I found myself at the bottom and I was walking around. It was all over the place kinda cause I was there but I was crying because somehow I knew what was coming. I'm pretty sure the memorial fountains were there too and it all was so weird. I don't know why I keep having dreams about 9/11 or the twin towers because I wasn't even born yet. It's so strange.