Wasi has something to share

(written half asleep, and to be read in that state) it felt good to let go to give in to the release of remembering you of remembering me or who i was you were we were back then this little monkey has come along and knocked me sideways with his song a hit straight to the gut sinking deep into system softened by forgetting but instead of crumpled i rebound and even as it all comes tumbling it as i messy empty pages with the scrawl of memories the mess sits alright, the desolation does not ring hollow, at least i am too tired my eyes blur the string of syntax and urge for slow blinking to become tonight's oblivion ignored until everything collapses inwards and pads of fingers miss pad of keys and i'm no longer quite sure again who it was i lost

This is a precursor to a proper blog about this. I work for a charity - Connect - the communication disability network .  We work with people with aphasia (a communication disability) in a lot of different ways to support them in reconnecting with life. We're fundraising right now, (and always are) with the Fantastic 50 - 50 people/groupsetc to pledge/ raise £500 each. I like a challenge , and like the idea of being fantastic , so I've signed up. Inspired by a friend who's given up chocolate, alochol, pizza AND cake for two months (!!!! - yep, mad - you can sponsor her here ) and wanting to get svelter (cool word) I've decided the following: As of today, I am going to lose 50lb in 50 weeks. For (at least) £500 of sponsorship. That's just over 3.5 stones .  In just under a year . To raise half a grand (or more - I'm holding out for 'more') Yes. Really .  No, really .  50lb. 50 weeks. 500 squid. As I would say, wow! It's for a brilliant c...