Latchkey life

How perspectives change when u live alone...

somehow my idea of havin the whole house to myself was a decadent one of sleeping into late afternoons, occasional making out sessions with random strangers in different rooms and peace ....instead i find myslef wakin early ,worrying about the day, leading my usual chaste life and being subjected to the tension of the houshold help arriving late...i rush out of office before 9 pm so that i find the vegetable stalls open and can make throwaway bargains...even on a very very rare day when i am out partyin with friends i spend half the evening wondering if i have really locked the door before rushing out to meet a deadline...

however there is somethin quaint about walking into an empty apartment..., especially when i know this is how rest of my life is going to be...

when u turn the key to a satisfyin click on your door things somehow seem to be right...