can’t sleep need to tell someone this

ok so this is probably nothing but it’s 3am and I’ve been in my bathroom for like an hour so

I moved here from Miami in June, I live in bushwick, I have like 1100 followers mostly people from home

I couldn’t sleep tonight and I was just doing that thing where you look at your own instagram for no reason and I was going through old highlights and I noticed a reflection in my sunglasses in one photo and I zoomed in and there was like a shape there but it’s miami it’s a beach whatever

but then I got to this photo from October. it’s so stupid, it’s just me in my kitchen holding a coffee mug, fall aesthetic whatever, it’s actually my most liked post I’ve looked at it like a hundred times

my window is in the background

I zoomed in on it and I don’t even know why I did that

there’s someone outside it

I’m on the fourth floor

I started crying before I even knew why, like before I could fully see it, and I don’t know how to explain that

it’s a person. they’re kind of behind the brick of the building next to mine but not enough

so I went through everything after that and there’s a photo from november, me and my friend at a bar, mirror selfie, you can see the whole bar behind us, and there’s a guy by the bathrooms maybe fifteen feet back. dark jacket. he’s not looking at us he’s looking at the camera.

and then there’s a photo from december that my friend took of me on the myrtle-wyckoff platform waiting for the L. it was late. platform was mostly empty.

same jacket. same build. same way of standing, like the weight is on one side.

and two weeks ago I posted a story at like 1am walking back from the bodega, I put some stupid sticker on it and deleted it maybe 40 minutes later because I fell asleep

my friend from miami texted me the next morning like “omg you’re still in new york! saw your story”

if you zoom in on that video you can read the laundromat sign behind me. I walk that exact block home all the time. it’s always late.

I reported it to instagram and I screenshotted everything

I don’t know. maybe it’s nothing. I keep trying to make it nothing. but I can’t look at the window photo and make it nothing and I’ve been trying for an hour

my building has one door and I leave at the same time every morning