This is what I had been wearing in my apartment the past hour (the last half of which spent huddled in Landlady Chang's closet). Headphones. Hat. Winter jacket. Yellow pajama pants (not shown). Quite coincidentally, that was almost exactly how long a fire alarm had been raging in our building.
More details to come, along with a discussion on the merits (potentially and realized) of living between a hospital and the fire department. But for now, I just want to curl up and sleep.
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