this morning #1488.
this morning, as i sped to my attorney’s office, i turned the radio up super loud. old metallica. tried to drown out the sound of my own thoughts. no luck. i lowered the volume. my attorney’s right. something feels off about this fire. i mean, the fire chief said as much to the press last night. no way was this an accident. if i’m being real, i’ve made a TON of enemies lately. any one of those folks could be behind the blaze. i’m not the one behind it. that’s for sure. the investigators need to get that particular ridiculous theory out of their heads. maybe if i give them names, they’ll focus their energy on real suspects. i smacked my hands against the dashboard & screamed. i swear to god. my attorney had better have a solid plan.