When you were five, what did you want to be when you grew up?
A cowboy, a pilot, a train driver? I can’t remember but it will have been one of the usual suspects. When I was five I didn’t even think about growing up and what I might want to be. I enjoyed life and only an innocent five year old can before becoming an adult and realising that the world isn’t one big children’s playground.
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.
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Creating Art,Writing & photography is not just a skill for me; it is a way of life. Every stroke of my pencil or pen unleashes a surge of vitality within me, as my thoughts come alive on the canvas and in my dairy.