.This morning was going well... I got up in plenty of time to get to my internship at 9, showered, dressed... everything was going great until I went downstairs.
.The front door was wide open, rain pouring in.
.I immediately checked everything nearby that was of any value. Nothing had been touched. No wet footprints tracked into the house. Nothing seemed out of place at all. I checked the entire house--any hiding place I could think of--where someone could be hiding and found no one. But the door was wide open...
.It was difficult for me to admit to myself, but I must have forgotten to go back, close and lock up the bars and door when I got home from grocery shopping last night. Most likely, I left the door cracked and the wind blew it open later on. If this is the case, the door has been open since yesterday evening around 6 pm.
.This scares the hell out of me. If I can forget to lock up the door once, I can do it again. Next time, it won't just be the wind and rain that take a peak inside--it will be a thief or a murderer. Why am I so absent-minded?