And then I woke up this morning in the wee hours of the night, freaking out because I was SURE there were people in my house stealing my electronics. My heart was racing, pounding so loud my temples were throbbing. And I couldn't go downstairs to check, either -- for what if by some strange cosmic twist of the universe, there really were people down there? There was no sense in bringing attention to myself, right?
And then I finally fell asleep and had a kooky dream about LJ people I've never met.