Yesterday I was in a state of awe over one of the small things in life... doorknobs.
My younger sister (for reasons best left unsaid) broke my doorknob, broke it to the point where the knob came off on my side of the door. The door still closes completely, but now the door locks behind me. Once inside my room, I'm stuck. I can't open my door.
Maybe I'm glad that I'm leaving tomorrow.
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