I’m pacing around my apartment like a madwoman, tossing around piles of papers and clothes and everything else that’s in my way.

 

My keys. Oh God, where the hell are my keys?

 

My movements are getting more and more frantic with each passing second that I can’t find them.

 

I don’t understand. I just had them.

 

Where the fuck did they disappear to?

 

Ugh! Of all the fucking times for something like this to happen!

 

I run my hand through messy hair, disheveling it even further as I try to remember where I last put them.

 

I walked in, took of my shoes, came over to the kitchen for some water and then took my duffel bag out of the closet and then…

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