Just realised I’m happily tapping away at my computer and listening to music having a grand old time in my bedroom, not wearing a Tshirt because I’m in the process of changing, and my blinds are in fact open and next door are all sitting down to dinner with a fantastic view of that skanky girl next door who doesn’t shut her blinds when she gets changed and appears to be doing something along the lines of ‘dancing’. Whoops.
