meow :(

Lost cat sign 

As soon as I leave the flat, 

Hmm, the mood of this week's post is not helped by my primary note, above. I always leave my flat in a positive mood. Unfortunately a smile is now wiped off my face, as I am immediately confronted by a lamp-post displaying a 'lost cat' sign. A beautiful photo of -----, with huge, dish-like eyes. I can only send my best wishes, and keep my eyes open.

Random  'hello's can be received very demeaningly

Whilst about town, this second note is made. This infuriates me, but they mean no harm. Infuriating because 'why me?' I can only think that the speaker is speaking down to me, because they see my wheelchair and therefore assume the worst. 

Deep breath, ignore, and carry on.

Supermarket shopping when hungry... actually successful 

I know it is dangerous to a wallet, but I found myself absolutely starving on Monday, yet I knew I needed to do a 'weekly supermarket shop'. Success was had due to my ability of creating a shopping list, and sticking to it! I remained confident enough, having left it at home, to make alterations on-the-go. I did well. When you know that you are hungry, you balance things accordingly!

Diego Costa lookalike on bus

After waiting for an unusually long time, my bus arrived. The side ramp ejected,the doors opened...

The 'wheelchair space' is occupied by a baby's pram, and father. I was not-up for any verbal confrontation, as the pram was blocking 'that sign' so they couldn't read their instruction.

I waved the bus to carry on and leave me, because the father was the spitting image of Diego Costa. I knew that it wasn't him, but he looked like was chewing grass, and I ducked out of the man-o-man cowboy pistol battle! I knew that I would have real difficulty from slapping him! I knew the best option was to move away, let him go!

41 – The number of nationalities in the WorldTour peloton. France lead the way with 55 riders in the WorldTour but they are closely followed by Italy with 54 and Belgium with 53. Finland are one of the nations with only a single rider competing for them at the top level, however that will change with the retirement of Jussi Veikkanen at the end of the year.

Maybe not

I love this song, and always have. I heard it the other day for the first time in a while. It suited my mood perfectly. Old, but, I am! Thank you Chan. X

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I wrote the note below, late last night. Please forgive me, I was feeling emotional. It is not the most content, happy note. It does prove that I am just human. It does not deserve to be in bold. 

I am sick and tired of being ‘just a really good friend’. I am male and I am comfortable socialising with females. Friendships are made and everyone is happy.  Whether people accept it, or not, I feel that I am barred by my wheelchair. I cannot be rejected, because one cannot ‘make a first move’ from a wheelchair-dependancy, there is nothing that i can give to reject. Therefore I will always let myself fall into something that isn't really there. I always fall deeper and deeper before finding that there is nothing more that I can do. I sink. 

Asleep in the sand

Dream brother