Autism Thoughts

  • But Some Lives Don’t

    I removed a comment from my Facebook post this morning.  Its basic message was “ALL LIVES MATTER”.  I was as kind and respectful with the one who commented as I was able, but I could not leave that comment on my page. It isn’t that I think all lives mattering is a bad thing.  I’m…

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  • Dances with Dragons

    It is no secret that I love the HBO hit series Game of Thrones.  George R.R. Martin is genius in so many ways, and the show follows suit.  And for many reasons, I wonder how Martin connects in the ways that he does to the plight of the marginalized in his medieval and magical imagined…

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  • There are days that hope cannot come from within.  The spirit of the wounded gives up sometimes, whether it is desired or no.  I’m trying to find a way to inspire that spirit and enter the fray once more. But I haven’t found it today.  I think it might need to come from elsewhere.  I…

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  • Lists

    I’m a list maker.  I can’t live without my lists. I think that part of why I developed a list system, where I account for all of something, whether it be bills due or household tasks or groceries to purchase, is that I don’t remember things well unless I have written them down. While in…

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  • Recovering

    I shouldn’t be up and about.  I should be resting. But my brain won’t rest right now.  My instinct is to burst into tears of desperation right now.  And that isn’t something I want to do here, in front of my dad and daughter who have been preparing meals, cleaning, changing my bandages, changing my…

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  • Apologies

    I wish that I had the energy and the time and the emotional strength to write and post something meaningful here today. I don’t. I offer my apologies. There are some times when there is too much to say and no positive way to say it.  There are some days when life is too overwhelming…

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  • Food Chain

    I’ve watched this progression happening inside my home over the past month or so.  The container garden in my sun porch at some point brought little flying bugs into the environment.  Whether they came from the soil or from the great outdoors is unclear, but they arrived, nonetheless.  And I have tried several remedies that…

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  • Same

    There is this way of speaking that has taken over much of the communication between me and my daughter, and some of my friends as well, I suppose.  We shorten things.   It just seems like a whole lot of flourish and extra syllables isn’t necessary or important.  And while, as a writer, I am a…

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  • Too Much

    Yesterday was too much. In fact, the too much started the day before, and I didn’t do a good job of mitigating it at the outset.  But who is great at mitigating, really? On Thursday, when I took the bus to the doctor, there was so much chaos.  There was a woman who insisted her…

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  •   It is a melancholy morning. I’m not sure if the weather is affecting my mood, as the various shades of grey float overhead and the street is filled in a sort of half-light.  The green looks green, but all the other hues seem dulled with this canopy of neutral sky where I want the…

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