LOOKIN IN OUR WINDOW

Around lunchtime today, this guy came and looked in our window for like a whole minute. Then he shook his head and walked away. Should I be concerned? Sometimes I think I should be more paranoid than I am. I should glance over my shoulder more, hoping to catch a glimpse of a black van with smoky windows and a whip antenna keeping pace with me from half a block away. When's the last time I checked for a helicopter overhead, or squeezed out a whole tube of toothpaste looking for a microtransmitter? I'm just too trusting. On the other hand, sometimes I think I'm way too paranoid. I'll hear some people laughing on the other side of a restaurant and wonder if they're laughing at me. I careen wildly like an ADD kid learning to drive. This being a person stuff is hard.