Mental Detritus
“Oh for fuck's sake!” I thought, after several thoughts occurred in a fraction of a second.
I had dropped the keys while hanging them up, and they fell into my boot. Without thinking I reached into the boot.
“No, don't!”
“Stop! Are you crazy?!?!”
I pulled the keys out quickly, it being far too late.
“There could have been scorpions in there!!!”
Sigh.
“We don't even have scorpions here.”
I guess this is what happens when you live a lot of places. I'll be accumulated habits and warnings sort of blur together don't they?