Down and down

A pair of my dancemates won another competition, which made me feel so happy and miserable to myself. In view of that, I made myself eat to distress – my normal way of bringing my bad mood down. So on the scorching Sunday afternoon, I was sitting on the kitchen floor reading National Geography bought by my colleague and eating muffins non-stop. I was not much hooked to the magazine as my colleague does, maybe I am not that into geography in general, except for the miraculous photographs.

I was dumb enough to follow a sales person walked out of the lift on the fifth floor, when I was going down to the ground floor. Well, absent-minded when I was thinking of homes and people.