So even though I can't sleep, I'm still really tired [make sense?]and when that happens, my imagination gets the best of me. I hear noises which prompts me to sleep with all the lights on [destroying any chances of me getting any sleep at all]. Anyhow, I keep hearing a muffled noise, it sounds like crying and it's fahreeaking me out. I just looked outside my window and I see footsteps in the snow leading to the front porch. I'm about to call the cops or finally use the set of golf clubs my bro-in-law gave me a few years ago.