Stagnation
A crowded tram, the same two destinations, every morning, every evening. The same me in the vastness of opportunities in between – too tired of the sameness, too comfortable to change.
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A crowded tram, the same two destinations, every morning, every evening. The same me in the vastness of opportunities in between – too tired of the sameness, too comfortable to change.Economist-turned-author fascinated by the suspense in everyday lives. Join me on Authentically Yours for free monthly short fiction and updates on publishing my debut novel Pentimenti.