You know what I just realized? You know how most of us feel that we are invincible and that bad things only happen to other people but not to us? I think part of the problem is the psychological conditioning from movies. For example, I am not afraid of--coming home one late night and as I'm undressing for bed, a masked man steps out of the shadows and pins me to the wall with his strong, calloused hands, his sweaty, rippling chest burning through his shirt to press against my heaving, hungry breasts as his man-iron rubs against my



um.



I think we just went into the wrong compartment in my head.

I mean, I've never been afraid of walking into my home and getting attacked by a knife-wielding psycho. Because somewhere subconsciously, I figure that if trouble is near, I'll hear some ominous soundtrack music to warn me, so I'll be okay.

Does anyone else think things like this?