I've just noticed several large bags of candy on the kitchen counter.
This can only mean one thing: tiny humans ring will the dreaded doorbell and beg for sweets.
I'm not afraid of the tiny humans, and I'm not afraid of tiny humans dressed as pirates and fairies and whatnot. And I'm not afraid of the doorbell.
I just don't like my sleep interrupted. That's all.
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