Violent Malformation

What the hell is wrong with me? Did growing up in NYC really destroy my nerves. Did it wipe away any thought of living in a community that isn't corrupt in some way. I was watching the last episode of Orange is the new Black earlier and all of a sudden there was aggressive knocking on the door in my kitchen. I froze with fear. Not wanting to see who was at the door. Morgan turns to me and says "Answer the door" . In the back of my head all my brain is saying " I don't get visitors, Who the F#@K is there?" As I approached the door my eyes were sending a signal to my brain and telling it that it kind of looks like my brother in law Kevin but shorter and why the hell would he be in New Hampshire all of a sudden. It started really throwing me off. As I got to the glass it was a short chubby kid in a cubscout uniform (Somewhat looked like the little dude from that movie Up). I was like "Yesssssss. What do you need?" He then started pitching a sale for popcorn. I cut him off and said "No Thanks" All I kept thinking... Is this some sort of scam for money. Like those kids that sell over priced candy and then the parents keep all the profits. Am I that jaded? As I laid back down on the couch with my heart beating out of my chest all I hear is Morgan chuckling and mimicking what I said to the kid. I really want to start trusting people again. All I keep thinking is baby steps. Next time I might have to purchase the popcorn. My luck I'll open the door and get shanked!