Paranoia

I think I'm paranoid...hey, I think that's a song...okay, I can't lie, that song has been stuck in my head for the last two days. But besides the song, I am having a bout of paranoia.

First, yesterday a lady got on the bus with me and then got off with me by my work. That is a very large distance with many bus stops in between, but it could have been a coincidence. Then, on my way home, the same thing happened, but with a different person. Weird? I think so.

Whenever Ian is out of town, darkness seems to scare me the way it did as a child. I constantly check to make sure the front door is locked...probably did it at least five times last night. Evey noise makes me stop and think of every place to hide...seriously, paranoid!

Then, last night, I had a nightmare. I won't go into the details, but I woke up half screaming. That has never happened before! When I woke up, my heart was racing and my shoulder area hurt (which is where I was being attacked in my dream). What's interesting about this nightmare is that supposedly cheese gives you crazy dreams...I ate a cheese quesadilla before I went to bed...

Paranoid? I think so!