Any ordinary day…


On any ordinary day the phone may ring, and when you put it down again afterwards everything is different. Your whole life has changed in the space of the time it has taken you to answer a call. For better or worse, no matter how much you look around you, seeing all the things that were there before, exactly as they had been placed in your world… none of them are the same. None of them even means the same. It is the end of a life that may or may not linger in memory, and the beginning of a new one that will be whatever you make of it…


… maybe even a second chance to make different choices…


Any ordinary day…

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