stealing signs: gateway 3:18

when i came home yesterday i was a mix of emotions. 

none of them were like, oh fuck what did i just do.  but the weren't all rainbows and ice cream cones, ya know.  and i'm not sure how worried to be about this whole "zombie apocalypse" thing--  and by calling it that i'm not meaning to make light, that's just the cultural sigil i see burning in my mind--  i'm taking i'm taking it seriously;  i'm about to shelter in place for two weeks.

but what i mean to say is that i'm distracted and not firing on all cylinders as i pull up to the gate of my apartment.  i have this whole process i have to do to get in the gate now which is annoying.  my driver's side window does not go down.  the mechanism broke (wore out) and the mechanic couldn't find a part.  so i found one.  i was so proud.  they put it in and it worked for another few months and then it too stopped working.  at least it broke in the up position this time.  so i can't go to a drive thru or just stick my card out the window to open the gate.  unless there is someone ahead of me, which honestly, there often is, i have to get out of the car.

but yesterday, when i drove up to the gate, it just opened.  like it was a motion sensor gate--  which it emphatically is not.  the maintenance people and the front office people all drive around in golf carts because this is an enormous complex.  so i'm scanning 360 looking for anybody who could have opened the gate for me.  so i can wave thanks, sure.  but also to just due diligence the not a crazy person angle.  because this is such a huge huge sign

going through the gate.
and it's opening for me easily

it was like the universe saying
ya done good kid