Egads! The Spidey senses are tingling.
I'm supposed to be alone, but why does if feel like I'm mingling?
Surveillance with cameras are in every spot to see.
"Why does it feel like somebody's watching me?"
Trackers are marking every moment of this life.
I want to turn around, but I remember Lot's wife.
She became curious and became a pillar of salt.
Resisting the urge so that the lack of progress does not become a critical fault.
However, the tension could turn into shock to the bottom with horror.
I do not want to end up like the people of Sodom and Gomorrah.
Then, I choose to snap back to reality.
I will not allow for this feeling to cause a dip in my hospitality.
The tingling stops because nobody is really there.
It was just my intuition telling me to grow a pair.
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