This is a novel that delves into the human soul. To extract from them - through the flow of the stream of consciousness - fleeting memories, defying the memory defects that afflict a person who has turned one hundred years old, and who has reached this age without getting sick! Because he is not an ordinary person, but rather a writer of emotional novels, the waves of his faulty memory seem elusive. He remembers his mother, who was also suffering from faulty memory. But he does not mention whether he had his appendix removed at the age of ten or at the age of forty! Because he was a romantic writer who lived alone, he was always afraid that he would die without anyone knowing about it. So he circumvented the matter by complicity, wrestling with events that suddenly appeared in his memory and whose full details he did not remember.. But he never forgot to go to bed early; To be ready in the morning to write something that can give others hope to continue living!
