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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Sunday 8 September 2019

How many corners?


I wrote this post yesterday, Saturday. I do not know, but this could be the first time I have ever posted on the weekend. I am sure that audience levels will be affected!...
I sat in my favourite coffee shop, at peace. Relaxed, calm and happy...
but, really?
I am like a coin. There are always two opposing sides to everything, but I regularly feel both. I am forever happy, but i am also forever unhappy. I believe I wear my moods well, because I am always confident in being able to find a positive, when down.

Aaaaaaaah, the weekend! 
99% people are not working!
Free! Happy! Groups of friends...
Discussions of ‘Friday Night Fun’!
Girls and Boys and Girls and Boys
following the herd, down to Greece
ON HOLIDAY 

I have not experienced a weekend for almost THIRTEEN years. Two Saturdays before, I travelled to Paris, with cycling club mates ahead of Sunday’s long-distance cyclo-sportif - 165km! The following weekend I travelled to Birmingham to spend a wonderful weekend with my girlfriend. I didn’t know, but the accident of the following weekend would steal my ability to maintain both of my biggest passions. I had spent the previous two weekends indulging in both. 

I listened to this song. I recognise the first three chords of Ashcroft’s strummed guitar, and i feel a warm-hearted love for this tune. I would enjoy playing guitar along to my ‘Urban Hymns’ CD. I cannot do so now (post injury), but I actually feel closer to this particular song as i examine the lyrics.
‎released 24 November 1997 (just under nine years later…)



Please read the lyrics...
This is me...

Happiness
More or less
It's just a change in me
Something in my liberty
Oh, my, my

Happiness
Coming and going
I watch you look at me
Watch my fever growing
I know just where I am

But how many corners do I have to turn?
How many times do I have to learn
All the love I have is in my mind?

Well, I'm a lucky man
With fire in my hands

Happiness
Something in my own place
I'm stood here naked
Smiling, I feel no disgrace
With who I am

Happiness
Coming and going
I watch you look at me
Watch my fever growing
I know just who I am

But how many corners do I have to turn?
How many times do I have to learn
All the love I have is in my mind?

I hope you understand
I hope you understand
Oh, no no no no no no no no no
Gotta love that'll never die

Happiness
More or less
It's just a change in me
Something in my liberty

Happiness
Coming and going
I watch you look at me
Watch my fever growing
I know
Oh, my, my
Oh, my, my
Oh, my, my
Oh, my, my

Gotta love that'll never dies
Gotta love that'll never died
No, no
I'm a lucky man

It's just a change in me
Something in my liberty,
It's just a change in me
Something in my liberty,
It's just a change in me
Something in my liberty,
Oh, my, my
Oh, my, my

It's just a change in me
Something in my liberty,
Oh, my, my

Oh, my, my

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