I was walking down the street, enjoying the sunshine and the smell of freshly baked bread wafting from the bakery, when I stumbled upon a set of keys. Not just any keys, mind you. These were the keys to the kingdom, the keys to the heart, the keys to the mysterious box that contains all the world's best kept secrets. Or, at the very least, they were my keys.
As I stood there, frozen in confusion, a group of passersby stopped and stared at me, wondering what I was doing. I tried to play it cool, but it's hard to look nonchalant when you're holding an entire set of house keys in your hand and wondering where they came from.
After a few minutes of contemplation, I decided to take a chance and try them out. And, wouldn't you know, they fit!