While walking by my window, I caught a reflection of my white and black cat at just the wrong angle for it to look like someone was pressing their face against my glass, giving me a mild heart attack. So, to calm myself, I am blasting Toni Basil's 1981 Classic "Mickey" because I firmly believe that no self-respecting ghost would kill me to the tune of such an objectively silly song - as long as the vibes are off, I'm safe from hauntings.
This is working to make me feel better about things.
