Sometimes at night if I get nervous walking down the hall in the dark I'll look at the mirror to see if anyone's behind me. This usually ends up with me mistaking something else in the mirror for a person and being more freaked out, but it's the thought that counts
I always lock the door really quickly so no one can break in, the tiny window in between when it’s closed and when it’s locked is a moment of irrational fear.
Its bloody marvelous