Dearest Reader,
I have two new reads for you today, both personal accounts of what some describe as neurodiversity and I describe as…normal.
I wrote them during my sacred morning time this week, trying to capture what I seem unable to communicate in conversation.
Conversation keeps coming up around this topic or, more specifically, around me.
Sometimes it’s spoken. More often, it’s unvoiced and internal, playing out in every way but words.
So, I used my words. In the way that I know how to use them.