Change

All changes are nothing more than a thought, and all entanglements are nothing more than reincarnation. You are the manager of the Paris office of the Roman Scarberry Typewriter Company. You often travel by train between Paris and Rome for official business. But this time when you stepped into the third-class compartment, you could not let anyone in the company know that you had left for a few days to go to Rome, because you were going to Rome for your mistress Cecile, who was the rebirth of your youthful dreams, who was the secret source of your youth, with whom you had made up your mind to be with and for whom you had found a job in Paris. You are ready to find the right time to have a showdown with your wife, because you think there is no love between the two of you (if there was indeed the passion of youth in the past, then it cannot be compared with the joy and relief that Cecil brings to you). What is left is only the sense of restraint brought by the routine life and the hypocrisy that has become commonplace. The train goes from stop to stop, and you sit in the uncomfortable compartment, recalling your interactions with Cecil and your love with Henriette when you were young. As the train approaches Rome, more and more thoughts arise in your mind, and you begin to doubt the decision you finally made, whether it actually exists and whether it is realistic...