Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Strange

There are moments when I stop and can't move on.

I think they happen most when the pain has been minimal, I've been sitting comfortably, and distracted by normality. And then I have to get up and do something, i stumble or bang my frame, and suddenly the whole weight of the situation lands heavily. For a short while it is impossible to push things into th bacground.

the normal future seems a long way away, and I have to admit to what' real. I've got a le full of metal pins, I can't walk, I can't see what the builders are doing in the loft, I can't look for a girlfriend

The future seem a long time away.