Oct 13, 2018
My house is made of windows. windows everywhere. But i also live in the middle of bum-fuck nowhere so i usually just go around pants-less anyway.
But today, just as i had decided what i was going to cook in the kitchen, i turn around to see that the mail people had to deliver a package to the door. They hadn’t gotten out of their car yet, but for a hot second there, i froze like a deer in headlights. Then i went to the part of the house with the least amount of windows and hid until they leave.
i am currently still hiding, but as long as they don’t ring the doorbell i should be fine.
