where there's smoke, there's... nothing left?

[intjonathan]

So, I'm writing this from Becky's place as... I don't have one. No, I didn't get kicked, locked or hauled out. There's no "place" to haul out of. Whole building burned to the ground. Yes, that. Smoking pile. Embers.

Fuck. I can't begin to catalog what I just lost. Somebody owes me big for this.

Renter's insurance. I knew I forgot something.

Goddammit, just when you think you're safe.