i’m either mildly ocd, mildly paranoid, or a little bit of both. today on the way to work, i questioned if i closed the back door or not after i let bagel out. being me, i turned around and went to check. of course the door was closed and locked, but at least i wasn’t paranoid about it anymore.
i’ll be the first to admit, i’ll exchange peace of mind for tardiness every time.
-ratha, 11:08am, 7.22.19