Sometimes I feel like I’m being stalked, but by things, not by people.
Once, I was stalked by snakes. I would dream of snakes. I would see ordinary objects and think they were snakes. I would see real, living, snakes everywhere. I would narrowly miss hitting snakes with my car. People would come up to me and inexplicably start telling me stories about snakes.
Right now I’m being stalked to a lesser degree by French cinema, hot Orthodox Jews, and friendly, likable murderers. I have yet to see either of those two groups of people in person, but they’re on my TV, on my computer, and in my conversations. AKA everywhere.
YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!