The Stone Asts of Life

The stone casts of the life The journey has not ended since I had a fall on the terrace the dream was over I had been holding on selling my old home for a slushy reason. No, I have not resigned I will not give up on anything it is just I have to find other alternatives. No, I have no firm plans they never came to fruition. I have had the fortune to live a dream. Now I live in a flat too big for me four bedrooms and I only sleep in one of them. The next step I live to what life gives me I don´t need much when I was a seaman, I had a cabin, books and a bunk. I never dreamt of a castle. Except for recurring depression, I´m quietly contented.