Turn Turn Turn

You know, life is really odd. Inside, I mean, really at the core of who I am, I’m still a little kid following grandma around on her daily chores. (They called us Roque and Friend, a Portuguese equivalent of Sherlock and Watson, because we were always together.)

Somewhere, deep inside, the most important thing is feeding the chickens and petting the cats and maybe later we’ll go to cut grass for the rabbits and there will be daisies to chain.

I think the most difficult part of moving away was...