I've not looked at the items in my left pocket today, since I got them. They've sat there inside my pocket and felt so heavy. The item being so small, it doesn't take up my palm, it shouldn't be so heavy. It isn't heavy at all but it feels like a burden, a responsibility of massive proportions.
It's what I want. . .
I wanted this, I really did.
But why can I not look at the keys that will open the door to my future?
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They keys to my new apartment?
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