Witch

Last night, as usual, after dinner Wayne cleaned the dishes and I wiped the table plus sweeped the floor. That was a time we could talk about what happened during the day.
He finished cleaning the dishes first and I was just about to start sweeping the floor. On his way to the bathroom, he had to pass the narrow hallway where I stood holding the broom. Therefore, we "met" and hugged each other. Suddenly, a joke came up, I told him: "I am a witch" and paused because I wanted to know wether he could understand what I meant. He got it " oh~, you are a witch holding your broom!" I said with pleasant "Yes, broom is my tool for transportation" "You are in my way" referring to the hug deferred my sweeping task.

He laughed and moved on to do his routine. I stayed with what I said " I am a witch, you are in my way". I always identify myself not a mainstream person, maybe that is a way of fighting against something or protecting a way of exsitence. That is why uncounciously I said I was a witch. However, " You are in my way" may have a much longer story to think about, especially about to what extent, I take my responsibilty in interacting with people.