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I find myself really hating keys at the moment.
I am in the disability field and in most of the places I work, every door I pass through needs to be locked behind me. It’s unbelievable how annoying I find this. It’s necessary for a huge variety of safety reasons and it only takes a few seconds to lock or unlock a door, but all those seconds add up.
It sounds like such a small thing to get annoyed about, but venting my frustration on locks and keys means I tend not to focus as much on the things that really bother me about my job some days. The bigger things that I can’t control, that I cannot fix, that break my heart each day.
It All Started With Carbon Monoxide 