Of a Multiverse:
…He looked out over the grim city passing below through dirty carriage windows deep in his own thoughts. As always the carriage was full with dirty and sweaty people all dressed in grim and dirty work cloths.
He had been lucky tonight as he had managed to find a seat near the window where he sat brooding.
He was thinking of his grim and tedious job in the office and the grim poky flat that was waiting for him at the end of the journey.
He thought “Tonight I will find my gun and end it all!”
Then with a sour chuckle, which made some people in the carriage stare at him, he thought “As always I’ll fall asleep in front of the TV after drinking Rotgut only to wake up the next morning…
Please note: If want to see my second life journal then go to the Journal of a Spectral Traveller.