Well hoping to be free when talking about a young life with soul of old, beforehand I recognize that I am not a writer nor a good draftsman only I let myself be carried by my imagination of that world where a life can become a history or Life of others may be a good thing to tell, I can recognize that maybe it will become a bit tangled my stories because they come out as my thoughts can remember them and how I would live them again by imagining each sentence.
I had become accustomed to just imagining each story and having it in my head but never thought of writing it I ask the reader for generosity to my humble writing, perhaps with misspellings or with simplicity when writing as only a dreamer who only has his feet in the clouds. ..
I will be publishing some story through my head dictates ...
