April 23, 2009
The basement door is adjacent to the front door of my apartment, and whenever my landlord's keys jangle to unlock it, a twinge of mini-panic grabs me. I freeze at my desk and anticipate the sound of the key sliding into my lock instead. I expect his face to burst into the room, an apology to spill from beneath his beard upon finding me here. I've taken to using the chain lock, too, which is not really a deterrent, since the fear isn't of him actually entering the apartment but of him thinking nothing of trying to gain entry uninvited.