This morning Lily and I walked out to the car as normal, but when I leaned in to unlock the driver's side door it was already unlocked.
Not to mention, the inside was a mess!
The glove box and center console were open and all of the contents were thrown around.
At this point, I make the realization that someone has broken in.
After checking everything over, nothing is missing.
There is a North Face jacket sitting on the backseat, probably the most valuable thing here other than the car seat.
What in the fuck.
People suck.
I've had my car broken into 2 times prior to this and both times they cleaned shop.
This time felt so weird, struck with the feeling of having my space invaded, but also overwhelmed with confusion.
The image of me in this blurb was taken by Thatch
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