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:

Monday, 10 June 2013

Good morning peeps,
I slept but I am tired.

I read my books yesterday, sitting in the churchyard, so the church people doing youth group thought I might need feeding, so they fed me. Tasty burger and salad :)

Then I read my book and had a brief walk.
Then I tucked down and slept silent and peaceful through the night. I wandered out of bed at about 7am and did the usual, and then I broke my routine and sat and sorted my backpack out and rebagged my bedding rather than going straight to McD's.

Then I came here to the coffee shop. Never mind breakfast, I can have that on Friday instead.
I am walking without a stick right now, but if I am going further afield I must remember the stick, because it is the extra walking and tiredness that causes me to fall. I should have taken my stick on Friday.

No comments:

Post a Comment