Crestfallen!

by zanya

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Cycling home from the Data Centre, Timothy finally detached from the whirring screens.
His financial future was so tethered to AI and tech.

Randomly,childhood weekends at grandpa Tom's cottage and the crumbly feel of soil between his fingers, stirred his imagination.

While loading his bike into the elevator, disembodied voices announced the next level.
'Am I losing my soul ?,' he muttered.

Gobbling down his ready cook pasta, he scrolled through Real Estate, viewing country cottages.
'Out of my bloody league,' he shouted as he slammed the laptop shut.

His discontent, like a monkey on his back, irked him.

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