During these years an alarming number of friends, relatives and celebrities had died.
Every day they waited for more terrible news.
And so I sat there at night and thought:
"Poor Death.........so much work - he needs a holiday, he needs to really relax."
He is always misunderstood, because if you look at it strictly, he is our only friend between the worlds.
He waits - picks you up, shows you the right way and delivers you safely.
On the way the souls told Him what they enjoyed most in their lives and there was an interesting common ground:
They all appreciated a good cup of coffee in a pleasant atmosphere.
I told him to open a cafe in Tenerife, Puerto de la Cruz, offer good coffee and let people enjoy watching.
Then people wouldn't whine or beg (only 5 min more - I need another day a week etc)
At the most, you'd like another cup, or a piece of sugar.
IT CAN BE DONE!