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Sunday, October 25, 2020

door has been moved up too high (illus.)

I'm at some kind of art function in the gymnasium my family used to go to church in back in 1978. I dash out for a bathroom break, having the (false) memory in my head that the bathroom is on a route that includes going outside, through a fence door, and around to the back of the building. I almost run to get there, sort of only half-noticing that the fence door locks itself behind me after I go through it. Then I get around to the back, still in the fenced-in area, and discover that the door to the restroom has been moved so that it's high on the brick wall, and the doorknob on it has been cemented in place to the door jamb.


Not only am I suddenly afraid that I won't get to the bathroom in time, but also worried that the fence gate may have locked me into this caged area that I won't be able to get out of until someone notices I'm missing late in the night.

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