I’m pretty sure there’s a mouse in my apartment. As Sarah P. said, the one thing I learned from having a mouse before is that if I think there’s one, I’m probably right.

I think there’s a mouse because any time I enter my apartment at night, I hear this clanking noise from the stove and then the sound of the water swishing back and forth in the kettle.

Now, I know if I see a mouse at night I’m going to freak out and not be able to get to sleep so my reaction is to collapse on my bed with the computer, play some music/Eckhart and try to forget about the mouse. This is despite being told

“…if you were more attentive in your apartment, your direction and life would be clearer and more focused.”