It usually takes me a minute to reach my house from the gate of the subdivision. A one-minute walk is all I need to make it to my home. Tonight, it took me five minutes. The walk seemed to be endless.

It is an indication that something is wrong. Not with my feet for my feet are perfectly fine. No, I did not get lost. I can get home from the gate of the subdivision with my eyes closed. For some reason, I just feel so low. Someone seems to be looking down at me, even up to now, smirking, sneering.

This is not worth writing, nor telling. This is pathetic. I myself am not even sure what is up with me. Perhaps it is my work, or my frustration towards my designs. I really cannot tell what exactly. Dude, I am lost.

I’ll just stop. I suppose I had a fake smile the whole day.