Monday morning

Good morning,
well last night I lay down and slept, like I used to on the streets, there were dreams, sad ones that remind me that my life has gone, but I slept, from about 10.30pm, so that is good.

I woke at 6.20am, because my brain is very clever, and has already worked out that I am supposed to be up early on Monday to go to therapy.
The only thing is, I do not have therapy today because my therapist is away.

But anyway, I assured my brain it had done well, and then I had plenty of tea and went for my walk.
It was getting light and that is the best time for a walk, when the world is waking up.
My bad leg was fairly good, and my former good leg is still obviously in need of assesment.
There is no other pain today.

I came back and had some hot oats and will have a shower, but seeing as I am not in therapy today, if anyone has any questions for me on either blog, please leave a comment, email or twitter.
Thank you. :) Questions help to motivate me, as it is still not natural for me to talk, even by blog, believe it or not, I don't easily or naturally tell my story and I find it very hard sometimes to know that I have a story and a side to things. This is part of why the Diocese have won with the authorities so long, they have a voice, I do not.