My life in simple words...

"My life in simple words..." was the title of what was thought to be my autobiography. I first wanted to write this book when I was around 14. The aim of it was for people to learn from others' experiences, as I had, and to reveal to anybody that might be interested some (or all) of the experiences that I already had (and others, that I was confident will come... and they did).

Nowadays the thought of writting that book is very far away from me, but the title remained present in my memory... so here it is!

Indeed "my life", because this is what I am writting about; and indeed "in simple words" because there's so much fun in life, that it is a pitty to miss it just because you don't understand the words...

At the end, food for thought: the world, as it is today, severly lacks philosophers. Is it true? If it is, what can we do about it?