Saturday, February 11, 2012

What it feels like...somedays...having Aspergers

I live in a stark white room. A key beckons from the floor, directly in front of the door....but I have no idea how to pick up the key or how to use it. I have one open window. If I strain, standing on tiptoes, I can just see out....but mostly I see no reason to. I live in a bright white room.

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