As soon as I wake up, just like everyone else, the first thing I do is make my bleary, barefoot way downstairs to the toilet. As I walk through the kitchen to my bathroom I dimly noticed that there were lots of stuff on the floor outside my bathroom and that it crunched underfoot. I decided to check it later.
Upon exiting the bathroom (by this time I've also washed my face and finally 100% awake) I look down at the floor before stepping out and was shocked at what I saw. There was broken glass strewn across the floor! And I walked on it and there is not a scratch on my feet!
| Me | : | Daaaaaad!!! |
| Dad | : | What is it? |
| Me | : | Come and see, dad! |
| Dad | : | (comes over and looks over the counter) What happened there? |
| Me | : | Something must have come in last night and tipped over the bottle of coke (1 liter) and it crashed to the floor |
| Dad | : | (hands me a broom to sweep up the mess) Did you leave the window open last night? The only thing that could have done this is a big rat or a cat. |
| Me | : | Dad, Erika and I went upstairs ahead of both you and mom. It could only be either you or mom who forgot it if you saw the window open when you went down. |
| Dad | : | (watching me sweeping up the mess) How's your feet, did you hurt yourself? |
| Me | : | Surprisingly, I'm fine, not even a scratch. As a matter of fact, I didn't feel a thing when I walked on it. I must have been in alpha, hehehe |
| Mom | : | Ooh! You must be a yogi, hehehe |
Moral of the story ...
... never go upstairs without making sure the house is secure.
... always wear slippers. You never know when there might be broken glass on the floor.
... if you are in alpha, chances are, you won't feel any pain ... or get hurt, for that matter.
I must have been in alpha, 
