I'm Not A Shill For

After All That I'd Been Through, After All That I'd Learned And All That I'd Been Given, I Was Going To Do What I Had Been Doing Every Day For The Last Few Years Now: Just Show Up And Do Teh Best That I Could Do With Whatever Lay In Front Of Me.

He Gave Life To The Breath- Oxygen, A Simple Gas, He Transferred Into Words, Ideas, Hope.

A Lot Of Times, When You Have A Disability, One Of The Things You Deal With Is Other People's Projections Of What Your Experience Is And Their Fear About It, And Not Seeing The Experience You're Having. There's Nothing Horrifying About It To Me. It Is What I Deal With. It Is My Reality And My Life, But It's Not Horrible.

That's The Way I Look At Things - If You Focus On The Worst Case Scenario And It Happens, You've Lived It Twice. It Sounds Like Pollyanna-ish Tripe But I'm Telling You - It Works For Me.

If I Were Overweight Because I Ate Too Much, I Would Have Far More Of A Complex. I Would Know If I Just Stopped Eating And Showed A Little Discipline I Would Be Thin. But There's Not A Hell Of A Lot I Can Do About Being Short. You Just Gotta Run With It.