a tad of rest on achieving much this month last. Then back to the tackle of emotions a clearance of life forthwith. The pace gentle to recoup and rejoice in life put back. The sensations of experience new, new old and old new. The vividness of seeing a live performance on stage which happened to be a glitter sparkle panto which used to go over my head with the ridiculous array of spin.
The tipsy turbulent world of emotions too in what I now appreciate in everyday. And what I do not waste time on .. The complex array of more than grief. The relief in burdens no longer there. And how in everyday conversations that go over my head. The silent ... it doesn't matter. When people attempt to assist what to them they think will help when actually it is not a normal normal experience I lived...
And those who whinge what to them is different in their life ... when they can at least function in the basic needs of existence
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