Arts

Everyone is telling me the economy is bad. I went here to see if they had jobs for guys. I was about to open the door and walk in, but I noticed I had stepped on a small pile of pebbles. I looked down, and started to move my foot back and forth, kind of rolling the pebbles underneath my sneaker. I developed a sort of rhythm with it and so I wanted to incorporate my hands too. I extended both arms out in front of me almost straight, with a closed fist, palms down. Unilaterally I moved my arms up and down and was humming «Joy and Pain.» I was watching my reflection in the door, but the girl working the desk on the inside thought I was looking at her it turns out. I spoke with her briefly but was fidgety the whole time because I had just been dancing.