Containing life is possible if you are in the right surroundings and I ve found where that is. Paradise was never lost. We are just looking in the wrong places. It might sound a bit mysterious, but I will try to explain. Just bear with me.
Every life story is told in many ways.
As you grow old you have less to live but more to share. Everyone makes an impact in what is known as reality, even if we consider ourselves as nothing special. Friends, family, the taxation agency, your doctor, the landlord, even the old lady you say hello to every morning on the way to work. They all share one thing. I deduced earlier that everyone is special.