rewind: home alone (Dec 16-23)

Alex left to Colorado a week before me, and being alone in a large, mostly empty apartment is scary! There are all these random noises. And our floor is the only one in the whole building with a very large balcony-like ledge going all the way around.

Every night, as I was trying to fall asleep, I would work myself into a frenzy imagining someone breaking in through the window, and what I could do to defend myself. I even imagined that they would come from the building next to ours. It's very close to the ledge, and they could easily get here by putting down a plank and getting across. (Like a pirate ship.)

And then my heart would beat too fast, and I couldn't sleep anymore. So as a joke, Alex suggested I put a hammer next to me.

He may have been joking, but it made me feel (very slightly) better. I still imagined someone breaking in, but now I could reach under the pillow and hit them with a hammer.