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:

Tuesday, 1 July 2014

Tuesday Morning

Good morning,
The computer is on a go-slow.

It is very windy here, which makes for good waves on the sea and good pictures.
I got my blow-dried washing in.

Last night I slept well but dreamed a lot, I had to take 5HTP to help me sleep.
I dreamed I was with my sister and we were back in the mining and quarrying country of our childhood and she was telling me she remembered some miners being killed and there was a memorial service for them.
Very wierd and random,
sometimes I think I get other people's dreams by accident.

I woke to silence apart from the wind and the sea.

I will go and seek coffee and socialization briefly and then I will return and have a bath.

Just got to survive today and tomorrow with no money, living on the dregs.

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