Fear not

Quite often, when I slog up the stairs to my little house in the clouds (there are 36 stairs), I get a bit apprehensive and am convinced someone is following me.

So, I whip around, heart in my mouth, to defend myself….

But, its only the sound of my thighs rubbing together I’m hearing.

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