walking into a dark bathroom..and i will tell you why.
growing up, we lived in a town in southeast texas on a bay. our home was about a block from the bay and it was ALWAYS warm and humid. a haven for roaches. it seemed that it didn't matter how often my parents sprayed poison on those suckers they were determined to make our home their home as well. so, on more occasions than not, when you went into the bathroom in the middle of the night a roach would be there waiting for you. to this day, i still HATE walking into a bathroom without turning the light on first and looking around to make sure no little pests are lurking about.
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