She turned around and got a small broom and shovel and started sweeping the floor. He said don't sweep it, I like to walk on it for inspiration. With that, he walked barefoot on the floor. She heard a poof and another piece of glass stuck into his flesh. As if he didn't feel it, he continued to walk around. She said stop. He stood still. She swept the floor clean, plucked out the broken glass from the floorboards of his feet, and said Are you out of your mind? "How come?" He squeezes a smile on his tired face and squeezes as hard as he squeezes a toothpaste tube that has run out of toothpaste. She said go talk to Dr. Mo. He said I'm fine, why should I talk to him? She said, "Why would you step on glass on purpose? How did you lose weight and become a monkey face? "Yes? I haven't measured m
