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:

Thursday, 30 October 2014

Thursday morning

Good morning,

I slept a long and peaceful night, waking for a toilet break at 2am and dreaming in the last part of the night, I dreamed of beautiful villages and beautiful horses, we were in a jigsaw puzzle that someone was putting together.

I woke and am on my second cuppa, the mist is hanging low and obliterating the eastern hills.

I am due to the drop in today because it is the fifth Thursday in the month so neither cafe church nor lunch club are running so I will drop in to the drop in and have a meal there probably.

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