Whan That Aprill…

April down…

Read After Burnout

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But it was not April, Subject A reminded himself as he stepped from his house to greet the new world.

The world that waited for him was not filled with showers sweet, but instead gripped him with temperatures that still had some waking up to do.

Subject A looked at his calendar and was shocked to see that the day he had intended for the start of his pilgrimage was non other than the very first day of February. Persephone was still carousing in the underworld with that dreadful suitor, Hades. It would be a number of months yet before anyone summoned up the spirits to go on pilgrimages.

Subject A sighed deeply. Perhaps it was for the best, he thought, as I have not even gone so far as to procure any means of transport. Ass, he thought. Ass, donkey, or horse?

He saw himself riding a steady…

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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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