Who killed my Tumblr last night?

It only makes sense to look at me as a prime suspect right from the start, I suppose. I certainly had the means and opportunity. But what about motive?

There was no life insurance, no jealousy, no bad blood as far as anyone knew. The little blog seemed harmless enough and certainly was no threat of any consequence to anyone.

Or was it?

I am not under oath and will not testify if it comes to that. Much goes on out of view of even the closest family and friends, so who’s to say the killing was not justified anyway?

It could have been me, or my nemesis, or some stray bit of mayhem and elemental chaos that struck at random because that is what it does. No one and nothing has come forward to claim responsibility.