space

My colleague sits to my left; I can see him struggle to concentrate, for his mind is elsewhere. He unlike me has an added burden. The story is familiar; his relationship had become tired and has reached its end, and the union was dissolved through mutual consent, at least so I'm told. At first he relished his new freedom, however the departure has left a space, a space which must be filled with riches or it will remain empty. I remember I had such a space, and it took many years to fill it. Now there is so little room, yet I have more freedom than ever.