Fear and loathing in Modena

Strange week this one. I had a good Monday (went to the fair and then to work, got home tired but ok), a so so Tuesday (took the car to the shop, (yes once again) went to lunch with a friend), a weird Wednesday (spent it at home hiding and reading Harry Potter/Supernatural crossovers, they appear to be eating my brain at the moment) and an ok Thursday (got the car back, went to work).

The thing is... I was uneasy all week. I have this weird feeling that something bad is going to happen and I don't know how to shake it off. I am holding my breath in fear.