Sitting in the swanky car park of the swanky private hospital awaiting my appointment. I miss normality more than could have imagined and have to admit this has left me more than usually angry at the world. I am banging along close to the redline and it only takes a careless comment or ill judged lane dicipline to fire me into a psychopathic rage.
(Saved as a draft I wrote this on my phone before meeting the great Dr Armstrong see Chapter 6)
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