My Fingers And Me…A Sex-Free Approach…

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I am dragging those little monkeys out of their hiding places once again to pull at the heart and thinking strings of all  you wonderful readers; who would be an awfully more wonderful if you happened upon, and then read, my latest post.

It’s a bit ‘thinky’ and not in the slightest ‘sexy’ unless you happen to be one of those strange ones who finds thinking sexy (me).

Thinking Through My Fingers     Asimov

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Please….

Mike

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mike2all

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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