I work in an engineering company , so the time that i`m not bush, i fabricate construction elements, put up buildings in town, fix tippers from tucks, everything where metal and welding is involved. Save from kicked out of sites , constant warnings about safety glasses, burn wounds, flying sheets that hit me on the head, screwing a teksscrew in my finger ,being attacked by a drill ending up in the hospital with a few stitches in my lip, being on fire for a couple of times, the job was doing all right. It was all new, i have to say , from a jewel maker i became an all round fabricator.
At the workshop, i was getting to know some people, one of them is Luke, who became a brother . My life was building . I had to find myself again in a land full of opportunity`s, i organised my life the last years in the purpose of my wife , what i loved doing. So i started discovering myself again. Found the love of painting again, discovered the pleasure of going camping.
Going to places in 4 wheel driving, totally away from society, totally freedom. Beauty and simplicity all around you. No lies , no deception, no bullshit, a true way of living.
My soul was getting happy, till the day i received a call from Sara. I first didn`t believed it, Cellie was dead. A bad accident was happened, he had hurt his back so bad that they had to put him a sleep.Farewell Cellie, you will be always making noises in my ear. Farewell
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