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Friday, August 22, 2014

Break free

He navigated his bike through the narrow dirt road between soaring mountains and steep gorges. This road trip with his buddies was like a dream. Looming landslides didn’t intimidate him. Barrage of power point slides did. Sitting among his rambling colleagues in the board meeting that day, he felt like a nomad waiting to break free.

Appears on the blog 55WordStory on the theme Nomadic 

Image: Amit Pande
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