Blazing M

It seems as though my days are all the same. I somehow find the strength to wake up and get ready for class. I walk to my car and try not to look at the place where my entire world had once been. I drive to drive to the local community college where I try and figure out what I am supposed to do with my life now. The fire that had once lit up my world was destroyed by an actual fire.
It has been approximately twenty-eight days since I got the call that everything that I had spent most of my life working for had gone up in flames; burnt to the ground. I still feel sick every time I think about the night I got the call and how things could have been different had I been at home and not chasing a new-found dream. However, my location didn't matter there was no way the outcome could have been any different. Maybe just maybe a few more lives could have been saved but the flames grew much too fast for anyone to do much of anything.