I thought I was going to be more sad. But it’s actually a relief. I even laughed. Today was full of miracles. A bomb threat at the courthouse giving me the three-day delay I needed? How the fuck does that happen? If I didn’t know it wasn’t me, I might have thought it was me. [...]
Just out of spite, I confess I’ve ruined three lives. I don’t sleep so tight, ’cause I didn’t care till I found out that one of them was mine. — The (English) Beat
Memory is a wonderful thing if you don’t have to deal with the past