Michael Ferreira is a failed poet, not to mention depressed as hell. Mentally abused as a child, he spends his time travelling between England and Portugal, with a brief stop in Spain, wondering when he will find his own home, a place he belongs. Wanting so badly to become an author, he spends most of his free time writing little notes in his journals, loving older women and following them wherever they want him to go. But, with time, he gets tired, and he just wants for his journey to end so that he can finally settle down. What he doesn’t know is that his journey is only just beginning.

A novel about the pains of wanting to become a writer and of being in love with the wrong person.