The route to Joyce’s place was lengthy and I was hungry, tired and unhappy. I had assumed that the moment I walked out of my home, I would have been cheerful but that wasn’t the case. Everything I was feeling was making my emotions get the better off me. To aggravate my present mood was my slippers which were starting to make my ankle throb with every step I took, it was a weird feeling but it was my reality. My spine ached from walking so long, in fact, the whole of my body was in throes of pain. I liked walking but this wasn’t it. If only mom would have taken me. In as much as I had walked through the winding road using short cuts to hasten my arrival to Joyce’s home, it looked like I haven’t made an ounce of improvement for close to forty-five minutes. The closer it seemed I got to the house, the further away it was. I could liken it to searching for a pin in a satchel but maybe I was exaggerating a bit.On the street where I presently was,
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