He could feel the pains coming and going, popping in and out all over his body. Some days they weren’t there and he began to wonder if they were in his imagination and then the next day they would come back reminding him that they were real and this was his reality at the moment. The pains come and go sapping his energy leaving him unable to do the things he once enjoyed and wondering what the future holds for him.
The Autistic FellRunner
I am a 52 year old male with a late diagnosis of Asperger's Syndrome. I enjoy writing in all forms about people and life. I enjoy running over the moors where my mind can be free from the stresses of everyday life. I am currently studying for a PhD in autism and aging. I hope you enjoy my writing and please feel free to leave a comment. Thank you for taking the time to visit my site. View all posts by The Autistic FellRunner