These are the thoughts and observations of me — a woman of a certain age. (Oh, my, God, I'm 65!) I'm single. I'm successful enough (independent, self supporting). I live just outside Chicago, the best city in the world. I'm an aunt and a friend. I feel that voices like mine are rather underrepresented online or in print. So here I am. If my musings resonate with you, please visit my blog again sometime.
Monday, January 11, 2010
Spooky
I had a doctor's appointment this evening and on the way home, I thought someone was following me too closely. In this weather, I can't tell you gender -- just that this person was wearing a jacket. I stopped and looked in a store window and the person passed me, but then, as I turned down the rather isolated side street leading to my home, the person somehow ended up behind me again.
I truly didn't know what to do. Fortunately a train pulled in and commuter after commuter got off and started walking up the street toward me. I got to the corner, looked around, and my new best friend was somehow gone.
Makes me kinda shiver. On the one hand, I'd rather be safe than sorry. On the other hand, who wants to be paranoid?
Creepy!!!
ReplyDeleteI hate that feeling...I've experienced and each time I think that something bad is going to happen to me.
ReplyDeletecarry a big stick...or a sharp pointed umbrella...LOL
ReplyDeleteThat's a scary feeling. I'm glad you're okay. All went well at the doc's?
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