Firstly, had a therapy session with the psychologist and I almost lost it, which isn’t really fair because she seems nice but I think she is a bit forgetful. 498 more words
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I can’t count the times I have walked into a room only to wonder why I am there, I am well known for forgetting things in my family, my gran used to say it was because my head was in the clouds when I was a child and she was right I’d often build castles in the sky and try and move into them perhaps my childish inner self knew about the importance of daydreaming. 531 more words
". . . fervently implore the interposition of the Almighty Hand to heal the wounds of the nation and to restore it. . . "
That my left shoulder is healing and my arm in a sling may be what some of my friends would say is, ‘God doing for me what I cannot do for myself’ – that is, I must listen to others instead of publishing my unruly palaver. 855 more words