Say Goodnight

As I unpack, I feel like I'm a character in a Stanley Kubrick film - my apartment is screaming at me, and unusual circumstances are repeating. I hope the woman who died before we moved in is real nice. That would explain the pounding in the walls in the middle of the night, strange music, lights turning out, my nightmares exasperated by stress - or just funky neighbors and a fix-needing apartment.