I whistle in the shower everyday. My neibours hate me for it. I know thier planning to kill me, the only question is wether I'll loose concentration long enough over the coming weeks and months for them to coordinate a strike agianst me. They check my mail- not its content, but its frequency. They also have secretly coded conversations about me within ear shot. Any comment they have on the whether is actually relaying my exact in the moment movments. They know I'm listening too. I'm sure theres irony in it somewhere about both the factions, listening into each other but I try not to think about that, lest I forget. Always, always I must maintain vigualence. Somtimes my kitchen door is open, sometimes my cuboards and I know they details and managing a list of my caloric intake, seeking to find an hour when I'm most fatuiged enough to stage an effective operation- hence why I keep secret food under my bed and inside my cutlury draw. Some nights I pretend to sleep, just in case. I lay there, eyes closed, counting to myself untill every hour where I'll let out a small mumur so as to make it seem I am within a state of REM... but they know, they know I'm only pretending, hence they never act. I have encoded my whistling with a kind of morse code, so as to try and cooerse outside actors to my side, on the off chance somoene else out there is willing to help me in my struggle agianst the neibours. Kind of like putting one side of velcro to your car tires just incase you drive over money that has the other side of velcro attached to it. I have strategically places secret knifes around my property in the event of a 'Tier B1' or higher scenario, such as inside my bread or the underside of my router. Sometimes they laugh through the walls at me, so I laugh back even harder. This is my life. Help me.
