Strange How Things Come In Place

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I woke up late for work last Wednesday. Well, not really THAT late, I had enough time to get out of the house fully-clothed and dignified enough to go to the office. I grab my keys and rushed the stairs toward the door and tried to open the lock. The key wouldn't work! I twisted and turned the damn thing and still it wouldn't work. I twisted and twisted until finally, the key broke and the tip got stuck inside the keyhole. Swell ...

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I call my direct supervisor to tell him I got locked in the apartment and couldn't get out, that I would probably have to destroy the lock just to get out. He told me since I only have half a day's worth of sick leave, I should take an emergency leave credit provided I submit to him a medical certificate of a family member being rushed to a hospital or something to that degree. It helps to be nice to your supervisors. So I called my Mom to tell her her son is held in custody by an indoor lock that couldn't be opened from the outside. By lunch time, everything began to normalize. In a strange way, things happened as if I wasn't meant to leave the house that morning. My Mom was able to arrange something with my uncle who's a doctor, to get a medical certificate. I was able to open the lock with the CORRECT key, after talking to the landlord from behind closed doors, and I was meeting up with a friend for dinner after several attempts at finalizing an appointment. It was ironic that the key I was looking for had been dangling right below the lock itself. Such an accurate metaphor about my current state of affairs.

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I feel like there's something I'm not seeing. It's dangling in front of me but I just don't see it. I'm hoping the Saturday tarot reading my roomie and his friend are doing would help enlighten me a bit.

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Dinner was okay and my friend wanted to see the apartment. So while we were there, I called in an officemate to join us because I missed her company. We talked, smoked a few cigs, and laughed ourselves through stories of love and relationship preferences up until around 4 in the morning. It was fun indeed and I plan to invite more people when my room mate's not around! Hahahahahaha

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How strange though that my officemate lives in the same area down south as my friend. It was like I was meant to invite them both that night not just because they live in the same area, but more so because they're sooo alike.

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.... So today officially marks 1 whole week of staying in the apartment. How has it been? It's been wonderful. My savings hurts, but it's worth it. I'm starving like an Überwaif, but it's been worth losing weight over. If freedom had lips to eat me with, I'd have 3 hickey marks on my neck: 1 near my left collarbone and 2 on my nape. Strange how things get into place.

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