As a child I was taught to respect other people’s privacy. Don’t get me wrong if something fell into my lap I would take a peep – I’m human not a machine but I wouldn’t go looking for it. Surely if you go searching for trouble you may eventually find it?
Dreams, good and bad, are a complex thing for us to experience. Think about it. Similar to a whole other virtual life.
Lyme disease is a bit of a conundrum. It’s caused by the bite of a deer tick which carry a hardy bacteria.
My man is an author, a rider, a musician. He has worn the hat of a journalist, a social worker and a builder. He has an amazing brain; has fabulous hands; has a very neat, sexy arse; he also has Lyme Disease. (LD) Continue reading Living with Chronic Lyme Disease