I have discovered something about finding human remains…Television lies. In movies, detectives arrive dramatically, everybody wears sunglasses, someone removes a sheet, music plays but reality is considerably less glamorous. Reality involves yellow tape, confused officers, forensic photographers, people shouting instructions, and one very embarrassed software engineer trying to disappear before anybody asks difficult questions. Unfortunately…Life
If there is one thing adulthood has taught me, it’s that responsibilities don’t pause simply because your life has become impossible. My rent wasn’t going to pause because dead people had started following me. My electricity bill wasn’t going to become spiritually sponsored. My boss definitely wasn’t going to accept, “Sorry sir, I couldn’t finish
I didn’t sleep. To be fair, if an old woman materialized beside your bed at midnight, eating groundnuts and casually informing you that a dead man wanted to speak to you, you probably wouldn’t sleep either. I spent most of the night staring at my ceiling and trying to decide which was more likely. I