I am getting a cold.
During the morning, I started to get *that feeling* in my nose/throat... and now I have a bit of a scratch starting in my throat and my nose has been drippy all day. Plus I feel a bit 'cuddly' like I want to wrap myself in a blanket and huddle, and I don't mean that in the 'it's cold, winter, brrr' kind of way.
I've been thinking of doing a bit of 'tidying', the past day or 2. I feel so uneasy, unsettled and unable to relax because of the burglary, and, like I said previously, I want to minimise the 'stealable' stuff I own. I feel so insecure, knowing that, if anyone wants to, they bloodywell can just break in at any time and there's not a flippin' thing we can do to stop them. Even if we had fort-knox-esque security, they'd still be able to get in.
Read a story this morning about a Melbourne couple who arrived home to find an intruder in their house, and he stabbed the husband 3 times and stabbed at the woman before escaping. How FUCKED UP is this whole world, when people COME HOME, to their own home, to find someone WHO SHOULDN'T BLOODYWELL BE THERE, only to be attacked and wounded by the intruder?! That's what 'intruding' means - not supposed to be there. The bastard shouldn't even BE THERE, let alone ATTACK THEM! It's just so wrong... so wrong.
Ok, rant over (at least, for that story). So yes, I want to minimise the 'value' of stuff I own, but then I'm left wondering, if someone DOES break in, only to find nothing to reward their efforts, they'd probably be angry and brutalise everything in the house, including the fishtank and bird cage (and Bird). I don't even want to think about it... but can't not.
And then, to make things even MORE happy and restful of late, there's this whole spate of hacking going on. The whole PSN/govt/CIA/whatever/and ever being hacked, which really makes me want to close every account/ID I have online.
Where are we safe, anymore? Were we ever safe? But, in this day and age (such a corny phrase, that), how can you get by without online accounts? There's no alternative path anymore...
I think I want to become a monk, or maybe even just a monkey.
Pic from Monkey Pictures

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