He knew when his friend came online. Every morning at 2am without fail his friend came online and stayed for up to an hour. What was he doing? Who was he talking to? A million ideas ran through his mind as to what his friend could be up to. He would ask his friend what he was up to but that would destroy the mysteriousness of it all that he had built up in his mind and with the bubble burst it would be one less thing to do before he fell asleep again and waited till the next morning to check up on his friend.
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