Posted in being grown up, home

Home is where your key fits the lock.

There are some things that are firmly in the realm of ‘being grown up.’ These things might be paying bills, or buying insurance, or working a full time job.

But locking a door? Surely that comes somewhere between tying your shoes and reading a bus timetable. So why I have left the door to my house unlocked TWICE is beyond my comprehension.

Key goes in hole. It should be simple right?
Key goes in hole. It should be simple right?

I’m determined to not have it happen again. Partly because I get in serious trouble from le boyfriend. But also because I am a responsible adult person.

This is Julia, locking the door, and being grown up.

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My name is Julia. I'm 24. I like writing and making tragicomic mistakes.

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