I haven’t been talking about Lori lately, on the blog or in real life. Ever since she wrote and said goodbye I have been attempting to loosen my grip. Not let go completely, just relax the muscles a little. It caught up with me this morning at 2 AM. I was awake and afraid and...
I never know how much to say about this. I don’t know the circumstances that can lead to mistrial, and I sure as fuck wouldn’t want it to be my fault if that did happen.
I’m not trying to be mysterious here. I’m just trying to share and explore my feelings without the details of the case, and that is pretty hard to do sometimes.
Part of me just really wishes these next few months would hurry up and get done. I want the trial to be over. I want whatever answers there are to be had.