Beyond The Water

My Game of Likes…

Read After Burnout

images-128I should head back, my inner-voice urged as the land began to decline and the bridge loomed up before me.

“Does the water frighten you?” I spoke loudly to myself with a hint of a smile. “It does not,” I replied. But what lay beyond the water did.

I was two weeks into my foray south and had not met anything more than amiable landlings. The world was flat beyond the divide and it was possible to see for great distances. I often looked back to the North from whence I had come and shrugged shoulders that had gotten accustomed to stoicism. The northern world had changed and I was avoiding it. Beyond the great estuary, there were fewer monsters and that was good.

I had arrived in Wintertown on a bright October morning. The bridge had not been a problem even if I had to pay for the pleasure…

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This is the story of what happened to me when anxiety took a grip. I lost my senses, I lost my job, and I lost me. I then turned to writing to find those things that had gone missing. How can you teach when you believe that education is a business that is failing in its primary remit of helping to create a better society? Indeed, how can you teach when you believe that you have nothing of value to pass on? The book/blog is the story of my recovery from the absolute darkness of the early days. It is an Odyssey through my life over the last twelve months and a retracing of my steps to discover how I found myself there. More than all of that, it is a re-evaluation and a rejoicing of all that which I call life. Happy reading and I hope it helps. There is madness, Everyday Madness, and not all of it comes from within.

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