The anger builds

The anger I feel for the people who lit the bushfires is immense. I understand natural disasters, 2/3 the state I live in is flooded at present. That’s right 2/3. This is part of life in the tropics even if it hasn’t been experienced for a while and maybe not quite this extent but flooding is natural. No one can set a flood. While fire, fire is totally different. Whole towns have been totally destroyed. Gone. Because someone decided to light a fire for fun or someone flicked a cigarette butt out their window.
why? What is the point of all the death and destruction. Although I wish no one dead part of me hopes that out of those who have been lost the arsonist has lost a house or a loved one so they know the pain they caused. I wish it had never happened but still…
The renovations are going slowly. The lounge has now been done. And I have carefully, very carefully selected what is coming back into the room.
It looks emptier and I am enjoying the feel of less.
The study is the hardest room. It is a multi-use room and stores many things but I will work on it slowly as well and clear it all out leavng only what I truly want.