Reading time: < 1 min A one-legged man in a wheelchair, asleep. A bottle of gin propped in his lap. A Hare Krishna being told to piss off when asking someone to smile. A large heavyset man, tattoos and scars in abundance, carrying a floral dress on a hanger. Hundreds of people like me, wandering lost in a city at…
Reading time: < 1 min I walked through the doors to the waiting room at 9.28 a.m. I told the receptionist that I was there to see Dr.Fulton, she checked her records, handed me my folder (they still use paper, how quaint), and told me to go straight down to room eight. I wander down the corridor, glance at my…
Reading time: < 1 min Completely forgot about this. No Blogathon this year but there was a blog project thingy.. anyhooo… I had meant to post a link and try and guilt you all into donating but… well hopefully it’s not to late to mention. Francesca is the ladies name, and she is blogging for the Depression Alliance. Zed and…