Welcome to my blog. I post on this, roughly once a week (it does vary). I sustained a 'Traumatic Acquired Brain Injury', and a six month coma from a 'road traffic accident' whilst cycling, in October 2006. I spent the following 4 years (22-26yrs old), in a combination of hospitals and rehabilitation homes. Now, I have been living independently in Surbiton, England since October 2010. This blog begun life in December 2010, as i realised that there are many people worldwide that i want to share experiences with. I know that, as a wheelchair user, I am obviously not as mobile as i wish, so, use the internet to connect to you. I enjoy letting my thoughts represent through type. I type honestly. As numerous readers, as well as email recipients, will understand, I find typing to be very therapeutic. Thank you :)
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Friday 27 March 2015

I didn't see you...

dust


I open with some music, found recently by myself. Unfortunately, so recent, I have no background information to give you. I think I am very late! I move on...

When you look at something (consider anything), accept that it is equal to anything else. Like taking two photographs, zoom out infinitely, the same can be viewed. Any two items can, at some point, somehow, be viewed as equals. Never, ever claim that of something is wholly superior to another. Everything equals.

Earlier in the week, I had an experience in a big Kingston sandwich bar/cafe, which left me so exasperated, I focussed on funnelling my anger elsewhere.
I had to move slowly, carefully through a gap between a child's buggy, and a couple of unaware, seated people, having just entered myself. I was in the process of tackling the problem successfully, when a women barged past, colliding into everyone (but mainly me)!
Biatch 
'I'm so sorry'
She pleaded, 'I didn't do it on purpose. I didn't see you.'
I don't know what offends me more - her lie, or her stupidity. I thought her behaviour was so rude, that her claim of ignorance fell on deaf ears. She didn't know but, this claim offended me more!

I then felt like being crucified, as I immediately was left to make the next note...

I then cry inside, watching her friend just dump all rubbish in the same bin. 'That bin'! :(
Fools.
I talk about 'that bin' last week. No more. Too much anger



Bus stop
'Are you ok there?'
Hmmm, it saddened me when I was waiting at a bus stop, and quite randomly, a young man asked me this question. OK, I did realise that I may have been feeling a bit 'touchy', but why ask me? I was not in tears, or trying to fix anything, but the only reason that I could deduce, was that i am in a wheelchair!
WHHHAAATTT?
Am I too touchy?...

... Hmm... I see younger people, who are 'on top of the world', and I worry for them. I feel so sad for them. I have been there, their only way is down. 

I return home to Surbiton, and my smile returns! :)

It is so important that EVERYONE feels confident enough to spread the love. (click to enjoy!)

I do realise that I can be considered 'flirtatious' by some. Is it bad? Is it wrong to spread the love? If I come across a girl, who deserves it, and I am out alone, I cannot let the chance go. The 'chance' is not really a chance, but it is an opportunity to be truthfully positive. It is up to the recipient to choose whether to appreciate or not.

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