Phew!
I thought these five
flights of stairs would get easier. Now where did I put my keys?
Putting down my bags I begin to pat my pockets to feel
for my keys. You can hear the echo of Metallica in my building hallways from my
iPod headphones. I finally dig into my right pocket and dig out my keys. The
hallway was covered in the aroma of seasoned chicken. I proceed to open my
door, hold it open with one foot, pick up my bags and continue into my
apartment. Once I get inside I put down the bags, while turning around my
headphones drop.
These damn headphones never seem to stay on my ears.
Being in the darkness only guided by the rays of the
moonlight, I then begin to feel down my pants for my dangling headphones. I get
back up to close the door…
