Sante Matteo was born and raised in a small town in southern Italy. He is Professor Emeritus of Italian Studies in Oxford, Ohio, home of Miami University. After publishing numerous scholarly essays and books during his academic career, in retirement he is enjoying trying his hand at creative writing, some of which has recently appeared or is forthcoming in DIME SHOW REVIEW, THE CHAFFIN JOURNAL, and COFFIN BELL JOURNAL.
This ten word story was typed on a manual Royal Sabre Typewriter, made in Portugal, c. 1977. Let’s call him Sergio.
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Sometimes limiting oneself to few words is much more difficult than writing a novel. Kudos! It's an interesting sentence that can be interpreted as a philosophical quote, the start of a great novel, a non-fiction essay, and more. It also can be seen as embodying happiness, sadness or simply satisfaction.