Weekly Written Review
The task of composing a paragraph of the most tragedic ordeal of my life is currently not an option. As a result, I will bullet some of the events and emotions. The least worst thing that came from this was the inspiration for a full-feature documentary in the far distant future. I started working on the draft immediately. I also took several photos and vlogged throughout the devastation from this week and the next couple.
Every day this week my eyes were full of tears.
Sunday, August 29, 2021
* Preparing for my flight to Tampa...
* Crying all day long...
* Departed at 11:59pm...
Monday, August 30, 2021
* Arrived in Tampa at 12:09pm...
* Arrived home...
* Void...
Tuesday, August 31, 2021
* Numbness...
* Spoke to my father. Informed him...
Wednesday, September 1, 2021
* Blame... Accountability...
Thursday, September 2, 2021
* Conversation with Joe... Arrangements...
* Phone calls with Atarah, Pam, my father and Lulu...
Friday, September 3, 2021
* Funeral home search...
* Approximately today I got the idea for a very important documentary.
Saturday, September 4, 2021
* I spent the week avoiding people. Even family that came to the gate.
Saturday, September 4, 2021
* I spent the week avoiding people. Even family that came to the gate.
* Someone that was assigned to cut down a tree in the front yard showed up and I ran after him. He cried when I told him the news. I allowed him to cut the tree as it was intended.
* Visits from Asha/Johanna...
As the quest continues...
The future of Late Night
Motown Maurice
As the quest continues...
The future of Late Night
Motown Maurice
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