I locked myself out of the apartment today. There was a little series of images as I approached the door, pulled out my key ring and saw the key I really needed tucked into the pocket of my running shorts…my running shorts that were on the floor of my room…on the other side of this door.
So shortly thereafter, I found myself trying to look not too suspicious as I jumped from the roof onto our flat’s balcony. I was also trying not to miss the balcony and fall forty feet to my death.
The good news is I didn?t fall to my death, but the guy across the street was definitely wondering what was happening.