A morsel of truth
and I am off
like White Rabbit

chasing meaning,
convinced that intellect
is just the tool I need

to decode the mystery –
bruises testament to
holes I’ve climbed out of.

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Permission to write, paint, and imagine are the gifts I gave myself when chronic illness hit - a fair exchange: being for doing. Relevance is an attitude. Humour essential.

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