Reading: Teleportation for the Soul.
I whirl down the widening gyre of words until the real world is a memory. When I'm reading all the nuance I’m too stiffened with overwhelm to comprehend in Real Time is unrolled like a Persian rug.
Autism and Friendship – Flying Into The Windowpane
For some of us with autism, pursuing a friendship beyond the surface superficialities imposed by polite society is fraught with difficulty and self-doubt.
Wanting To Go Back
The mould that makes you shapes you forever.
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