It was a foggy, rainy night and while heading north I could see them out my left window rising above the clouds very triumphantly over the heavy weather.
I felt really proud. Pride is what I’d always felt when I saw the “two brothers”. I kept driving, blowing proud puffs of smoke out my window, glancing at them and smiling.
“This is the greatest city on earth.” I thought to myself
Then it happened, for almost 10-15 seconds the towers were gone. A heavy cloud moved in front of them blocking all their light and volume. I was frozen.
I was extremely tired and when I noticed they weren’t there I did a quick double take, my heart skipped a beat and of course I immediately realized that they were just covered by a very large rain cloud.
But that 15 second gap of visibility felt like an hour.
When they reappeared I thought to myself: “Thank God those towers are never going anywhere, thank God.”