When he woke he had no idea what time or day it was and his body was sore and he had to pee desperately and wanted to run into his apartment and use the bathroom and fetch his belongings but adding another day to his sentence in exile seemed like an unbearable consequence and he checked his pockets and discovered he didn’t have his key and it meant his door would remain unlocked the whole time he was gone and the day upon which he could safely return was fixed in his head like a tree with deep roots and he walked to the elevator and pushed the button and after a minute the door opened and he stepped inside and descended to the lobby and when he stepped out it was relief to him that no one was there and he peed in a corner and sunlight poured into the lobby and he didn’t have a plan and was
