Keys : A bridge between worlds
Key: A bridge between worlds. I’m your key, small enough to disappear into the darkest recesses of your pocket and cause a mild panic. Once upon a time, I was new and shiny, not worn and scratched like I am now. I was assigned to one particular lock. Then you came along and bought that lock, and we’ve been together ever since. You fitted me to a keychain and carry me everywhere. You made and have kept a copy of me with your neighbour, just in case you leave me at home or change bags and purses in a hurry and forget to carry me. As the years went by, I grew duller, and the keychain grew heavier with the weight of other keys. Still, we are all happily keyed in together .I travel with you everywhere, and before you set out anywhere, I notice how you make sure that I have been safely tucked into your bag or purse. Despite the care you take, there have been occasions when you’ve left me behind, or I have fallen under the sofa or between the cushions. You simpl...