Raindrops pattered in puddles and on cement as he walked enveloping him in a cocoon of white noise, perfect for such a contemplative stroll.
Of course, he found himself at home all too soon.
Eric took the last sip of his rapidly cooling chamomile tea and headed inside.
“Well hello there! Jesus mate do you ever take a break?”
Eric smiled back at Dan, who was looking at the clock as though he were a parent shocked their child had broken curfew.
“Well, work is work you know
You don’t stop doing it because you want to, you stop when you’ve done all you can and all you need to.”
Dan shook his head,