I carried my tired body to open the door and found the guy waiting with an irritated look on his face.
Well, Dele always seemed to be in some inner conflict when dealing with me.
"What's this about?" I asked, without inviting him in, equally irritated. Well, the cause of my irritation was different. I was going nowhere with my meditation session, which made me rethink the whole thing.
Perhaps I should start in the early hours before the horn blare, but it was so hard to wake up before the repulsive horn when I was so tired after the day's work. I barely managed a handful of times in the last two weeks.
"Come with me," Dele said and walked away as if I would follow him just at his word.
He moved a few steps until he found nobody was following. Dele turned, and the irritation intensified in his eyes.
