It was a busy day for Nat. He finally had the chance to get some errands done, groceries, banking and the like. He seldom had days off from work and couldn't find the time to get everything done in a single trip. He struggled home, many heavy bags under his arms. He was too stubborn to take a taxi home. Poor was probably more accurate. Even with two jobs he barely made enough to make ends meet living on his own.
Nat fumbled with the heavy bags, wishing that he was stronger, strong enough to carry his burden with ease. He had always quietly lamented his small stature. He hadn’t given it too much thought as of late, but times like these made him envy his much larger, more masculine friends. They just laughed him off, telling him the glass was always half empty, how they even sometimes wished they were smaller. Nat wasn't deterred from his fantasies, however, especially at times like this. With even just a bit more muscle he would be able to carry his load home relatively effortlessly.
Lost in thought, Nat looked up to see that he had stumbled into an area that looked well off the track of his usual route home. He puzzled his way through an unfamiliar park, trying to find a sign that would point him in the right direction. After twenty minutes of aimless wandering he sat down on a nearby park bench, tired from his exertions and his heavy burden.