Virtual Flaneurism

Ugh, what a day. I am the only person in my house tonight, which is perfectly fine but for some unexpected occurrences throughout the latter half of the day. I uncovered a putrefied mouse while cleaning out a storage closet this afternoon. The distaste that left in my mouth was nothing compared to what happened when I went outside later tonight to drag out our trash cans for pickup. We have an eight foot tall gate separating our the ack of our house from the alleyway, which people occasionally walk down. Someone did in fact walk past the gate as I was pouring our recyclables into their bin. I didn't give him a second thought until, unlocking and opening the gate, I caught a glimpse of a figure lurking behind the neighboring apartment building's dumpster, maybe fifteen feet away. Quickly re-locking the gate, I climbed up onto our porch, which overlooks the dumpster. The guy was still behind the dumpster, and from what I could tell, trying to discretely figure out where I'd gone .

Not a fun experience even with other people in the house, but being alone the rest of the night is leaving me a little jumpy and overanxious.