A solitary man narrates his life in ten chapters, each a quiet vignette of near-misses and self-imposed distance. From his twenties to fifty-one, he clings to small rituals: a Tuesday coffee-shop chair left empty, a cactus named Judge, a cat called Tuesday that vanishes. Fleeting connections—Mara the barista, Bea the map-seller, Sarah from chemistry class—spark and fade, undone by his hesitation or bad timing. Jobs, promotions, weddings, and reunions pass like scenery on a bus he never boards.
