it's gotten better or worse since I started living alone
I used to live with a friend who would check my bed before I went to sleep in it, one time she found a pair of scissors, open.
If I had found it I probably would have just pushed it aside or have thrown it on the ground, neither choice is less hazardous nor put out more or less effort.
Once I took a picture of my old apartment. It was not until I saw the picture that I realized that all the cabinets and drawers in my place were wide open. I discovered a lot of other things that I had not seen before.
kta
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