Rikki Blackstone and Georgie Turtledove in the park

Georgie took newbie Rikki to the park to show him around. They strummed happily along the walkways and splashed in the water fountain (you can see that in another post)

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My Meltdown-a poem

A woman on fire-Pixabay My meltdown is Echoed in my screaming Adrenaline is racing like napalm through my veins Moro reflex punching my gut over and over Reliving the sensory overload on a loop I'm drowning without being in water and I have to go to bed for 2 days Sometimes it brings red and blue flashing lights on a squad car Handcuffs chewing into my wrists Lots of shouting and grabbing Strapped to a backboard while my skin turns purple and black Locked up, drugged up Being punished for something I cannot control It isn't a conscience choice I've made To disrupt my life or yours It so happened that A dog was barking- A child was screaming- Someone set off a firecracker- And I couldn't process the information fast enough To remain in control of my executive functioning The threat of sensory overload hangs pregnant, like a cumulonimbus cloud I need a safe place and safe people- now and until I die To successfully process what life...

Ahead of the game

Yellow Daffodil Since we are experiencing record-breaking warmth in the American Midwest, I thought I'd share this daffodil, that bloomed in March, 2012. Normally, they don't bloom until April. I thought this particular blossom looked quite sassy. It looks like a duck quacking, happily. It's not always bad to be ahead of the game.

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