In the grip of a neurological disorder I am fast losing control of words even as my relationship with the world has been reduced to them.
It's surprising to me how many of my friends send Christmas cards or holiday...
I feel an intense intimacy with those who have this loathing interest in me....
I wanted to be a pilot. I loved flying and I loved all the technology and the equipment and the sense of adventure that came with it. I think that feeling still bleeds over into everything I do today.
