This is a merge of my 'Wanderer' blog that tells of two years of my three years on the streets, and a new blog that tells of my life after the Diocese of Winchester ripped through my life for for the last few years on top of the previous serious harm that left me homeless
This is a day to day blog of my life as I continue to survive, work on recovery and on the social problems that I have and try to come to terms with limitless traumas I have survived along the way.
This blog is in tandem with my blog about my experiences in the Church of England

The former name of this blog and the name of it's sister blog are to do with my sense of humour, which I hope to keep to the end, which appears to be ever more rapidly approaching. At least I laughed, and I laughed at the people who were destroying me. Don't forget that.

Here are my books, which I wrote for you if you would like to know more:

Wednesday, 18 April 2012

I dreamed about being repeatedly attacked and bitten by snakes.

Then I woke up at 4am because I could hear a very noisy rat running around.

I felt very low, so I went on the internet and then fell asleep again.

slept again and dreamed I was working nightshifts in a well know hardware store and I was trying to find myself something to eat at breaktime - I have no idea where such dreams come from, sometimes I think they are someone else's life and dreams.

woke up late and very depressed.

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