Walking through the hills of Exeter’s university campus on a sunny Sunday afternoon, while listening to (and singing along with) the Crystals is a great thing to do in general. But the fact that I could hear properly again made the experience twice as enjoyable. My right ear had been clogged for a week and in my attempts to unblock it, I had managed to clog the other one too… But thanks to something called Audiclean (hey, it worked!) I saved myself from some more days of grumpiness and, in the end, a visit to a GP.

So there I was, feeling grounded and more alive than I had been in a while. Which probably also had to do with a visit to a London based therapist on Friday, who’s going to help me make more sense of life, get more grounded and interact more properly with fellow human beings. To make the autistic me take a bigger part in life, so to say. I had meant to do that for ages, but if I had an inner motivation to do this, I suppose would have one reason less to go…

It was good, because it was, and, because it’s going to work, will be even better.