After a week sitting in a lovely house being the adult with a fourteen year old boy I am home. My friend’s son is a funny young man and if he keeps going with his kindness and philosophy he will make a very wise adult … wiser than I was. I guess he will have his share of mistakes but I hope he makes it through them. The world of other people is not kind nor caring and the slow demise of western thinking is going to stress his countries (he has the choice of two) and I have no idea what part he will play in their future.
