One of the projects I’m working on currently– the not-quite-so-but-still-kinda-”Super Secret” one– has me discussing with friends some rather… risky topics. I suppose it should go without saying that when I talk about, say, how to break into a store and clean out the register without leaving a trace behind, I’m only speaking hypothetically. Anyone who knows me, knows this; that I wouldn’t ever consider such a course of action in reality. Funny thing is, though, sitting at my computer on Skype and discussing this topic with friends, alone, in my basement apartment, I kinda felt like maybe I should have at least said “hi” to whoever was listening in on our silly inane discussion.
Then again, I’m reminded of a witticism that’s all too true: “Paranoia is a comforting thing. It means you think someone else thinks you’re important.”