Sometimes I’d look at words or pictures but see only meaningless shapes. I’d stare at clocks and not understand what the positions of the hands meant. Words from different parts of a page appeared to be grouped together in bizarre sentences: ‘Endangered Condors Charged in Shotgun Killing.’ In conversation, I’d think of one word but say something completely unrelated: ‘hotel’ became ‘plankton’; ‘cup’ came out ‘elastic.’ I couldn’t hang on to a thought long enough to carry it through a sentence. When I tried to cross the street, the motion of the cars became so disorienting that I couldn’t move. I was at a sensory distance from the world, as if I were wrapped in clear plastic.

 - Laura Hillenbrand, on CFS

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There are no accidents..

If it’s appeared on your life radar, this is why: to teach you that dreams come true; to reveal that you have the power to fix what’s broken and heal what hurts; to catapult you beyond seeing with just your physical senses; and to lift the veils that have kept you from seeing that you’re already the person you dreamed you’d become.

And believe me, that was one heck of a dream.

billydoyle replied to your post: Aw today was so lovely :-) I had two exams which…

Cause i never came to yours today :’)

but that’s why I’m so happy! you always leave me in a really good and somehow introspective mood :’) x

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