Everything stopped for me last year when my brain flipped and my sense of balance went totally skew-whiff so that I could barely walk or read.
This year I finally caught up with the study I should’ve been doing when I was ill and now I have my course result: Distinction.
So take that again, brain. You can ruin my life for months on end by malfunctioning, as you have ably demonstrated. But I can claw my way back to normal life again, slowly, gradually, painstakingly…
Even though the me I talk about is in fact you, and the you I talk about is me.
Why can’t we just get along!
