I keep thinking about a recurring one recently. My parents would leave me home alone, like friday or saturday nights, when the weather was nice, so i didnt want to close the back door, the breeze through the house was too glorious. I would have been in like middle school to high school? Anyway, as it got cooler as the sun went down, i would have to go close the back door, but i was terrified that burglars or somebody were waiting for me.

So, terrified. And i did it again the next weekend, for years. I could never hit that sweet spot between too cold and too dark. Not sure now why it seemed so unfixable then.

Eta - i wanna do this!!!