Scuffed Work : A Freewrite

Ramses jolted out of slumber as the din of his alarm clock reverberated throughout the dark quarters. Rising from his bed, he observed the small, cramped apartment that he calls home, and his melancholic spirit was awash with the weight of his strife.

Since Ramses' childhood, he had put in immense effort towards his daily work. He took irregular tasks, toiled for long duration, and economized every penny to pay expenses. Nevertheless, prosperity still remained a far-fetched fantasy for him even after all his strenuous endeavors.

His scuffed work shoes creaked with every step as he ambled into the kitchen. Ramses poured himself a cup of steaming coffee, the sharp fragrance suffusing the room. Gazing through the window, he caught sight of the commuters who hurried past, their countenances displaying weariness and insouciance.