#232 – Clean
It had all fallen apart so quickly.
Alan couldn’t quite remember how it had all started, a bit of office gossip perhaps.
But either way, the battle lines had been drawn and he had found himself on the loosing side.
Perhaps if he had shown a little more patience, listened a bit more, tried his hand at peace making.
It was way too late for that now.
All he could do way take his skills, the contents of his draw and a new found desire to be different; somewhere new, in the hope of a clean start.