this warm day middle of may is taking me back on a memory lane many many years ago…
I had stayed in a dorm. the move out date was the end of April, but due to a few situations, I was able to extend my stay for a few more weeks until I was able to figure out the stay. I was in a co-ed dorm. For those who went to a major university in Kingston, ON, you should know which one. The oldest and most well-known one.
Everybody had left. In a way it was weird / scary because there was nobody on my floor, but in another way, I had the entire floor to myself. No lineup at the shower / washrooms / nothing. It was an old dorm, so all the showers and washrooms were shared/non-gender-specific per floor.
Two weeks went by and I was almost at the end of the approved extended stay. Usually after 5pm, even the cleaning staff/security wasn’t really monitoring my floor, so I would freely do some cartwheels in my underwear in the corridors. enjoy few glasses of wine in any of the shared spaces and more. Never really lock/close the shower/washroom doors.