After all these years I still do it. The same routine whether I am sick, tired, sober or drunk. I close the door to my room and instinctively lock it. When the house is full of people or if I am the only one there, I lock it. All because drunk roommates would come home and steam roll me as I lay in my bed. Taking such great pleasure in my incoherentness and pain as I realized what was going on around me. Damn! I never should have started that.