Maybe Don’t Lie Like That

I don’t always publish things when I write them.

Sometimes i am particularly motivated on one day and I fire off a number of things I schedule or draft and poke around in later.

The last few posts have mostly been those. I worked on them in pieces as I needed to express my experience. I scheduled them to publish so as to not saturate anyone with three posts in a day.

I said I’d “let them lie” but I did not have lying to authorities in mind. I didn’t anticipate my phone would ring and I’d have wild claims to lay to rest with a neighbouring city’s police.

Life really plays with a heavy hand sometimes, doesn’t it? I really do invite the most ridiculous things into existence sometimes.

So let me amend this to reflect the outcome of the day:

As for dogs, sleeping or otherwise, I intend to let them lie to a point. Im not going out of my way to set my record straight and I don’t care who thinks what.

I won’t be letting dogs lie to police about what’s going on, though. I will be setting records straight in this realm. I, again, don’t make claims. I observe and document things.

I observed a silent weekend. I documented not one attempt to connect, restore, take accountability or repair what matters.

I now have documentation of escalating fabrication in light of *checks notes* a bruised ego?

Emotional people creating imaginary scenarios because they don’t like being accountable for the repercussions of their own actions.

Wild development.