Monday morning. Everyone feels the same.
We are troubled by problems our week will throw at us, but our self confidence has brought us this far. Well she’s walking through the clouds, with a circus mind thats running round. Butterflies and zebras, and movies and fairytales…
So that’s all she ever thinks about! I got distracted. Hmmm. We will continue. We cannot know what life will give us.
Tuesday. Hmmm. I have to stay in to wait for the postman. Is it the first day since living out ‘in the real world’ (out of rehabilitation), where i have to stay indoors and wait for an unknown time?
He doesn’t come.
Pumpkins— iPlayer (click here)
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thank YOU
You are reading the blog of someone who is just a complex combination of all of you people. Similarly to everyone else, I am just a ‘sum of experiences’. These have combined to generate creativity, some of which I am feeding back to you. Thank you for reading this, as along with various employment, it completes 'the loop'.
'Thank you, you're much sharper!'
These were the words thrown back at me with gratitude. Yesterday I was moving down the high street, as bustling pedestrian walked past. She was too busy giving me a begrudging expression as she went past, she only just realised that she was stepping off of a curb. About 5m behind, I was at comfortable distance to pretend to ignore her. I am used to foreseeing traffic and predicting pathways of cars (even though indicators are never used anymore)!
For the oncoming car's sake, I yelled out 'WHOA !!'
I was on the pavement, at no risk, but I very much doubt that the driver wanted her splatted across the bonnet!
She retreated, exclaiming con-dascendingly, the words above. She didn't expect her life to be saved by someone in a wheelchair. ****!
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