Jul 10
I have a recurring nightmare in which I open the car door, place my keys on the car’s floor, strap my child into her car seat, and then forget to retrieve the keys before shutting the door — which locks the minute it shuts. I’ve taken to tucking my keys into the pocket or waist of my pants (and then forget where I put them, turning in circles like a crazed maniac with hands upturned, inquiring seemingly of the air around me, “Where did you go?”). I’m sure that this phobia (as well as the gawk
