“Nkem, what are you looking at?” Gloria’s voice brought me back, as I was very lost in my thoughts. I had been sitting at the balcony of our apartment all morning staring into space, wondering why it was so hard to just get what you want out of life without struggling so much.
“I am not looking at anything” I replied
“Then what were you thinking about because you were lost”
“I wasn’t thinking about anything, don’t you have something to do? Go and do your laundries, you are invading my privacy”