what a better story this would've been if instead of locking myself out of the house not once, but twice, instead i met this guy on the street and he gave me the key to the meaning of life. or to solomon's mines. or to the secret garden. or to tritan's undoing.
where's this at?
i don't know but i bet krissy wants to go there with me.
but really what i have to figure out is not how my key got off of my keychain (that just happened) but why i got so insanely angry about it. cursing at the bodega guy, the cab driver, the dog, and at the door itself did nothing to help anything. whoops.
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