Yesterday, upon arriving at a meeting in the East Bay, I reached into my pocket and was jabbed by something sharp. It turns out the key to the front door of my building had snapped in half! Just like that. Randomly.I managed to get into my building by calling a neighbor, but then I felt like I was under house arrest. I couldn't leave to take out the garbage. I couldn't go to the gym. I couldn't get groceries. Just knowing I couldn't leave my home was uncomfortably constricting, so I decided to watch The Hills.
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