Most lives don’t collapse — they fade. Suicide by Beige follows a man who realises he hasn’t failed dramatically, but has slowly surrendered interest, colour, and attentiveness in exchange for comfort and routine. Beige, the story argues, is not neutrality but anaesthetic. It doesn’t hurt; it numbs. The piece isn’t about reinvention or escape, but about noticing — and making small refusals before dullness hardens into a way of life. People rarely die in storms. They die gradually, through years of quiet concession.
Allsorts is a loose-limbed collection of short pieces for adult readers — observant, sometimes wry, sometimes unsettling — where ordinary moments quietly reveal the way we really think, decide, and live. If that seems like a story that might interest you, find more details here: https://justso2026.com/founders/

