Instead of catching the bus, Crowley decides to get some exercise on this beautiful day and get dinner on his walk home. Unbeknownst to Crowley, a woman named Sofia who lives on the street he’s walking down has just made a big salad for her family and realizes she’s made too much and will have leftovers.
I love where this is going. It’s very much in line with what I’ve been writing about for the last few years. With one exception.
This is writing from the perspective of the currency that enables transactions, where I am writing from the perspective of the infrastructure that enables people to know who the providers and consumers are.
And I think the latter is far more important.
This does remind me that I need to do more narrative writing, however, that links together the various predictions I have made into a single flow.
Great work here. I’m going to reach out to the author and see if they want to exchange ideas.