|This is my post- t.b.i. brain. As I've said before in these pages, her name is Briella. Still brilliant, just a bit sideways.|
My brain is a bit different now. I've gotten used to her glitches. I adjust when the whirley-gigs fly out of rhythm. I no longer run after the scattered pieces of random chaos. The patterns that are my thoughts are snatches of memory and pieces of dreams.
It takes courage to dream new dreams. I don't have too much of that yet. I've only scratched the surface of possibilities.
sapphoq healing t.b.i., brain damage, attitudes and a bunch of other stuff