Sifting (literally and figuratively) through the broken remains of your existence really works up an appetite and leaves you physically drained. For those considering burning their houses down, I’m going to have to go ahead and recommend against it. Nothing personal, mind you, I just think you’ll be surprised how much of a pain in the ass it is. If you insist, though, I also recommend that you go ahead and print out a few dozen sheets detailing the entire story, whether or not you had insurance, what your immediate plans are, and that you really appreciate the support. Just hand those mothas out to anyone you see, peripheral vision or face-to-face. Trust me, this will save you a lot of wind.

Also, buy trash bags. Lots and lots of trash bags.

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