For most of my life I traveled on a train. This was not an ordinary train. This train took me wherever I was going in this world. I had my own personal space with all my possessions on this train. I ate , I slept ,and I worked, always on this train. Occasionally the train would stop and for a week or two I could get off and see parts of the world, but I always had to return to make sure my things were all right and start back to work. This went on for most of my life, until I had more and more things to look after. Often I would sit in my own car with my things and watch from the window the passing scene, sometime in despair, wondering if I would ever get off this train.Then one day as if by magic this train stopped on a Greek Island. I looked out the window and couldn't believe my eyes. Here was everything I had dreamed of – a marvelous sea - incredible mountains - and a tranquil village life. I felt that this was where I really wanted to be. For the first time in my life I knew that I had to get off the train and never go back. As the train started to leave all my friends were shouting from the windows that I had to get back on the train. Are you crazy they said – what about your job and what about all your things? You are going to lose everything. I turned around and watched as the train pulled away and simply smiled and waved goodbye.The following book is about what happened to my life after I left that train.
