As humans, we tend to dwell on the past. We let time slip away from us, unknowing. Our midday worries mix with the days that once were and become our every breath. We drown out today, living every second as if were yesterday. Nine Days Ago is a collection of my thoughts over the course of two years. It captures my anger, my sorrow, and everything between. All of the words found here, I still find myself pondering from time to time-wishing that it wouldn't have happened, would have happened, or shouldn't be happening. So, when you read these pieces of me, carry them gently. Remember, nine days ago happened . . . nine days ago. Today is happening now.