>I’m back to burning rage mode.

.:sigh:.

I went home on lunch, just to check the place out — of course I left my house keys inside. So I could only walk around outside.

I examined the window, found a stool on the side of the house… it had been dragged from the back yard to the point of entry. The screen’s locks were broken at the bottom, metal brace pulled away and the lock popped.

I feel like anything could happen now… at any time. I’m upset that I can’t allow a breeze to flow through durring the day while I’m at work. I’m angry that I don’t feel safe, that one person can violate my home, and that I can’t get back at them. I worry that he might come back in some crazed state, armed and looking for more.

I want to shake him violently, somehow make him feel worse then he’s made me feel — make him realize what he’s done… but it’s nothing to him, I’m not his friend. He only took 1 game from his friend.

Oh I can take the philosophical view that he’ll get it coming back to him, but that doesn’t get him out of the area, doesn’t stop him from wanting to come back. If there’s one thing I’ve learned thus far — it’s that they always come back.

I’m just so wound up, I don’t need much to snap. (grr)