The gate downstairs

The gate downstairs

“Wouldn’t it be great if I could just swipe a card like I do at work? And even better, if it was the same card?”, I thought to myself as I walked through the gate/door to the back of my apartment block tonight.

I was carrying a bag, I’d been wearing a suit for close to twelve hours, and I was feeling a little bit tired.

My day at work was both full and interesting, with lots of interesting conversations, and some real progress on a couple of projects I’ve been working on.

And then tonight it was Swedish class which was also, both interesting and joyful.

But by the end of it all, I was so tired I even passed on my usual night at the pub with mates after class.

And besides I’ve got a big day tomorrow.

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