This completely describes my way of thinking. Sometimes I’ll be ridiculously hot, but I will not stick my leg or arm off the side of the bed out of some deep fear that it’ll get eaten or grabbed by a dark under bed monster.
If I get up at night to go to the bathroom I run to and from.
When I shut off my light at night I do a sort of running jump into my bed.
Oddly, I still wouldn’t say I’m scared of the dark. Unless of course I watch the show Are You Afraid of the Dark? Man, that show gets me every time! I own Seasons 1 & 2 because I’m that cool.
Did anyone else not realize this show is Canadian? I always just thought they talked funny, like how they always say “sore-y” instead of “sorry.” Stupid Canadians.