Phone, keys, wallet, check. Shirt is crisp and white. Day's spent in meeting rooms then dinner with the wife. What more could one dream of in this affluent day and age, than an opportunity to spend your hours working for a wage?
Definitely feels more poemy than true storytelling. It wouldn't fit in a Twitter post but I can nail it in so few words

Or I could just remove the last sentance, far less dramatic though...
Phone, keys, wallet, check. Shirt is crisp and white. Day's spent in meeting rooms then dinner with the wife.
What more could one dream of in this affluent day and age, than an opportunity to spend your hours working for a wage?
SRS JUST REALISED I NOW HAVE TWO STORIES!
Definitely feels more poemy than true storytelling. It wouldn't fit in a Twitter post but I can nail it in so few words

Or I could just remove the last sentance, far less dramatic though...
Phone, keys, wallet, check. Shirt is crisp and white. Day's spent in meeting rooms then dinner with the wife.
What more could one dream of in this affluent day and age, than an opportunity to spend your hours working for a wage?
SRS JUST REALISED I NOW HAVE TWO STORIES!

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