An Old Key

I have an old key on my key ring. It’s the key to a ratchet hotel that a bunch of my friends lived in for a few months during the summer of 2013. It’s a useless key. I don’t use it to open any doors. It serves no practical purpose. I know it takes up space on my key ring and in my pocket. But I won’t get rid of it. It’s a souvenir, a relic from a great time in my life. It’s a tangible memory that I can hold in my hand and use to snort blow in the bathroom while I’m clubbing. But mostly I keep it for the nostalgia factor. I’m not alone in keeping an old key. I know people who still have keys to old apartments or to the car they drove in college. You don’t want to live in the past, but there’s nothing wrong with hanging on to it.

Critically Rated at 14/17

Written, Rated, and Reviewed by Brendan H. Young

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