
Messages for the Crown, not for the PMPD.
I was prepared to speak the Port Moody Police, until I left home. I don't know what changed in me, well I do know, I had good fresh important thoughts in regards to writing everything out about where I just drove away from.
Three Police Cars, a Firetruck, being completely drained... it wasn't an easy switch of deep gears.
Notes:
- The Quiet parts, I am fumbling with my phone. I never liked this phone for texting, I cannot type properly on it.
- I do wish I spoke better, but I my personal being does not need the extra stress of 'detainment' while the PMPD decides what they want to do. That is so Self-Serving.
- A part of me is disappointed, perhaps I should not recognize their 'Authority' over my Person.

I do wish all of this was written better, said better, etc. None of the interactions were like this with the Port Moody Police over a Year Ago.