locked myself out. that’s what happens when you move from one place, where you can open apartment doors from the outside when they’re not locked, to another, where there’s just a knob and when the door falls shut, bam, it’s shut.
locked myself out about 5:30pm. came back about 11:30pm, well fed, well drunk on beautifulll white wine and metaxa, well familiarized with friendly and inspiring neighbours little known before.
all this without having keys deposited with someone else, with some manipulations of my kitchen window that gained me unprecedented access to my apartment without breaking anything.
lock yourself out. if not a pleasant experience, it will be a relevant experience. oh relevance, bly me.