Wouldnt It Be Good - Nik Kershaw ❲2026❳

"Wouldn’t it be good to be in your shoes?" he whispered one rainy Tuesday, his forehead pressed against the cold glass.

In Julian’s mind, if he could just step into that penthouse, his problems—the mounting debt, the crushing loneliness, the feeling of being invisible—would evaporate. He imagined that the man in the penthouse, a sharp-jawed aristocrat named Alistair, never felt the biting chill of a drafty room or the hollow ache of an empty stomach. Wouldnt It Be Good - Nik Kershaw

Julian looked at the man he had envied for months. He realized that while he was looking up, wishing for the shoes, the man wearing them was looking down, wishing for the escape of being nobody. "Wouldn’t it be good to be in your shoes