"Like a salmon swimming relentlessly to its own death, I somehow made it home without knowing where I was or what I was doing. I caromed up the three flights to my loft, through the door, and fell onto bed..."

When walking throughout a grocery store, up & down the aisles and all around the perimeter, there is a rhythm to the general direction you should always find yourself in, freely swimming as if a salmon, and it's annoying to keep running into - almost literally - people who do not understand this. 😡