Two long months passed in a nightmarish blur. Lack of evidence had eventually led to my release, but the shadows of those days continued to haunt me. The accusation, the arrest, the time spent in that cold, unforgiving place had left an indelible mark on my life.
I had hoped for a fresh start after my release, but life had other plans. The criminal record I now carried like a heavy anchor weighed me down, making it nearly impossible to secure even a low-paying job. The Hourglass Theory had, once again, found a way to ensnare me.
As I walked through the city, rejection letters and disapproving glances followed me like specters. My aspirations and dreams seemed farther away than ever, and the labyrinth of society's judgment and prejudices felt inescapable.
I was a man trapped between the classes, unable to climb the sand mountain in the hourglass that always seemed just out of reach. My life had become a story of missed opportunities and closed doors, and I grappled with the haunting question of whether I would ever break free from the labels that society had thrust upon me.
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The Hourglass Theory
Non-FictionEmbark on a riveting literary journey that unveils the secrets of success and shields you from the pitfalls of failure. Immerse yourself in a narrative that skillfully navigates the intricate dance between ambition and adversity, offering profound i...
