realising I had not been out since Saturday evening is the legacy of a cluttered home left for one ... from a time not organised well, from those used to entering homes not usual ... apparently we choose to live like that ... that is my displeasure ... the mind is mysterious ... how did I ever know what was going on in my husband's ... how you cope depends on how the world is around you and interaction with others ... when that slowly disintegrates ... your spirit gets broken down ... and you no longer cope ...
It is more of a mystery these programmes made on hoarding for entertainment ... supposedly bringing more awareness; actually hinders the understanding in some ...
Tomorrow or now ... later today ... I hope to get out again, as I eventually did this evening, finally ... this week ... after being side tracked ... with the belongings taken me to a place now gone ...
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