Weird that just today Laura and I were talking about pain. I admitted that while I have pretty high pain tolerance, I am an absolute baby when it comes to anticipating pain. I think this probably applies to everything.
Last week, at the mere possibility of a break-in, I got a neighbor to come inside with me while I gathered my things and my cat, then spent the night at the Monahans'. Now that it has actually happened, I'm kinda meh about it.
There are other reasons why I can't seem to get worked up, of course. I'm not here alone. Nothing of mine was taken. I am more scared of nighttime rapists/thieves than simple daytime thieves. And mostly, it's already happened! Nothing we can do now, and it's not like they're coming back! So. Done.
Also, burgled is an excellent word.
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