Deche's memoirs

Downside up or upside down, My mind is without a frown. I think just straight and smile, Knowing it's just another mile. This too shall pass he says, As my hands he holds and sways. You were so little just a bit ago, Now you taking care of my ego. You leading me to thoughts deep, Stuff that always calm my sleep. Thank you my precious ❤️

Don’t know when I stopped looking, Don’t know why it all came to a halt, The journeying that was my passion, Travels near and far and all around, When did I bring down my sails? When did I stop listening to tales? The promise of travels far and wide, Why this standstill letting it all slide! (Lines from - Whinings of a deranged soul 🤣🤣🤣 15/March/2017)

'Define loneliness', someone asked. 'Waiting outside a court room when your parents are getting a divorce inside', said the 6 year old. It broke my heart when I read it many years ago. It's otherwise for me today as I attempt to redefine it. It's waiting for “life to happen when I’m busy making other plans 😋” (Lennon 💕).