Growing up as an army kid , home was accommodation . Pre-lived and passed on from one allotted personnel to another. Black boxes contained our life’s treasures . We lost and found new friends , new cities and new experiences as we moved from
Existential Crisis strikes some of us at the most inconvenient of times. Mine recently resulted in an eBook. My very first one. Read on , to , if you wish to that is , more about my first step in the Third Dimension.