I was having a horrid past few days, I thought I was getting better. I shaved, had a shower, and got dressed for my Tuesday selfie. I even opened my blinds to look outside.
When I opened my blinds I saw the property manager, I needed to have a chit chat with him so I ran out my door to talk to him. It was all going good but when the conversation was over I turned around and at the other end of the parking lot, about a city block away, there was a man walking by his car. My F wording anxiety hit me hard, like batman in the 80’s “bam!”