My office door just developed this new habit. I don’t know how or why, but it keeps, I don’t know, swaying? Shutting softly? It is completely closed, with the male part and female part working in harmony, but it moves with the air or something. It sounds like someone is knocking softly, just once, every five seconds or so. It’s making me INSANE. INSANE, I TELL YOU.
My office is in the oldest part of the building. Old, old, old, I tell you. There is a crack running down the cinderblock wall and I swear it’s getting bigger. Of course, I’m very sky-is-falling by nature, so who knows. If I stop blogging suddenly, it’s probably because I slid off into the ocean.