Layover

He had moved into town almost a decade earlier, yet still never felt comfortable, at home. He still felt as if he was in a layover, no longer where he had been, not where he wanted to be, and no interest in staying where he was. He was prone to cheap, sensational distractions, something to take his attention away at least temporarily.

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