Aloneness

Leaving the glass building, Daniel had had enough. After nine hours of working with people of varied heights and styles, he was drained of energy. He burned up in his leather suit and burned out at work. He needed a retreat.

Loosening his tie, he sat with his laptop and a bottle of wine. He hunted destinations far from the corporate porthole called life. Pinning a comfortable cottage in North Canada, he set off on his solo adventure.

Happy away from small talk, he spotted a solitary reaper in the lush Canadian valley.

He wondered, Should I chat with her?

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