Unscripted

Alicia I met the man of my dreams today. Tall, dark, gorgeous, I could have sworn he is from the lineage of Lucifer (who was said to be very handsome). Body of Zeus. That is my Dark Horse. Sadly he belongs to another. To an area I can’t go to. He is Juliana’s fiancée. She has been nothing short of nice to me. She doesn’t shout at me like Tobi or Susan. If it was any of them I wouldn’t even bat an eyelid. But I could swear he looked my way a few times. I don’t know what to do. He held my hand for a while as Julie made the introductions and then he pecked me on the cheek (Arrghh! Yes I know he did the same for others), but I could have sworn mine was special. Fine American based, fresh from abroad. The sun there must be really good. Ohhh he was glowing. Julie would have to forgive me big time on this one.... I’ll do my best and avoid him, but if he does more than smile at me next time, I’m diving in. (Phone rings) Who is interrupting my pleasant thoughts. Ohh it’s chief!!!...

DISABILITY It’s always been troubling for me what goes on in the dreams one born blind. Constantly, I’ve wondered if even they can dream. I threw the question open on one of my social media platforms. And the replies were vague. All speaking in the concept of someone who had the ability to see. There’s a reason why something is called a “disability”. It is called so because the individual is very unable to do what seemingly other persons can. In this case, it involves sight. If for example, I try to describe what a mangoose is, I can only describe as much as I can, but if you have never seen one before then you can not get what creature I’m describing. So it is with the blind, how can we expect a person who was born blind to be  able to visualise in their dreams what a human looks like, what the environment is like? It’s totally and nearly unachievable. These individuals may be aware there are two arms, two legs etc, but honestly they can’t imagine what really it is like. Addi...