So I'm alone at my cabin till my family comes up on tomorrow, and I've been having a fun time putting around and getting stuff clean.  That is, until I woke up this morning and saw footprints around the house.  Needless to say, I was slightly creeped out.  I mean, there are plenty of innocent reasons they could be there, like a neighbor chasing a runaway pet or some such.  Why is it that my mind immediately jumps to the conclusion that it's a SCARY PERSON DETERMINED TO HURT ME?
I guess I'm just paranoid like that.  I am just being paranoid right?  RIGHT?
Sigh, I'm gonna go play some Sims and lock myself in tight tonight.
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