7:28pm September 25, 2010

Wooden beads

I spent most of yesterday grasping or spinning wooden beads that were sitting on the ends of a bead maze. This wasn’t because I had a choice of wooden beads, reading books, watching movies, and writing, and just happened to choose wooden beads. It was because this was the only level of activity I was capable of comprehending at the time. Even so, I often had to turn off vision because looking at what I was doing was overloading. Not that I feel bad about it, it’s just how things are. This is how I am, much of the time.