42 years old, educator, ex-pat, family man and Parkinson’s sufferer
No map will guide youNo paths are markedNo directions are givenCan't see where you walked
Light grows dimmerFog is descendingStars are obscuredJourney unending
We offer reasons, Explanations, Excuses. There areSo many ways toJustifyWho we areAnd what we do.We are shapedBy so much;Seemingly formlessWithoutThe cruelAnd kindTouch of lifeAnd time.But we are mighty - Able to changeAnd grow,To shape ourselvesAnd make ourselvesInto formsUnknownAnd…
With this Parkinson’s lark, it seems that the only thing you can truly rely on is the almost mercurial way the condition manages to constantly change. Day to day, week to week and even hour to hour there's a good chance that you will feel very different.
Burnout Boy you say? Never heard of him, but I do know a few things about burnout. I mean, who doesn't? Think of the people you know who have had an experience which relates to pushing too hard for too long. How many do you know? I know too many to count.
SometimesThe pieces justDon't fitBody twitchesUnresponsiveLimbs heavyShoulderFloatsAs if out of jointSometimesI acheDeepInside the muscles