Vincent Comrie
Joined March 2025
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Is it Real?
Another alarm yanks me from my dream state into the crisp, cold air of a winter morning. Suddenly, all my senses snap to life at once. I wince at the thought of pulling back the covers, allowing the chill to caress my body, still warm from sleep. Another day. Another trip to the slave trade—where I am the slave. Shackled not by iron chains, but by failing technology, mundane co-workers, and forgetful employers steering their business like a rocking boat on a turbulent pond.
By Vincent Comrie5 months ago in Writers
