I
t is the morning of January 7, 2025, in the Pacific Palisades and the Santa Ana winds are blowing hot from the north. A man wakes up and begins his morning routine. He slaps on a t-shirt with his wife’s face on it and starts the espresso machine. The nanny heads out with the kids. He cues up his morning song, Taylor Swift’s “Look What You Made Me Do.”
The world moves on, another day another drama, drama
But not for me, not for me, all I think about is karma
And then the world moves on, but one thing’s for sure
