Why I'm Slipping Out the Back Jack!

...Make a new plan Stan...you know how the song goes. But at the end of this year or thereabouts, I'll be accessing a one-way ticket to Italy. How long will I be staying? Perhaps a year, or perhaps three years, or maybe for the rest of my days. Who knows? But I've reached an age where my sons are grown and on their own, my writing business is doing well if not better then well when I consider my long-term goals, my health is great, my daughter wants nothing to do with me (although the door is always open), and life has just generally reached a cross-roads.