Tales of My Life

Remember a time in your life when the wine tasted sweeter and the sky seemed bluer? Maybe it was so or maybe it is just that way in our memories. Did everything happen as I remember or has my perception of events changed two decades later? I don't know for sure. I do remember the view from the pool on that fateful evening, the cramped hotel in Milan and the bitter cold in the London flat. I remember being young, naïve and in love.