My World
GREG IS MY WORLD My physical life is incredibly tormented and empty. This is how I describe it: My life is at best a whirlwind of disconnected fragments, Jangled together in an unpredictable nightmare That traps me in the centre of a storm I could not see coming and have no idea how to stop. Or escape from, Completely beyond my control I am at the mercy of a pattern I can barely grasp Or cling on to.” Yet here too Greg stays and loves me, we build a life together, trying to rise above it or just be in it, in all its chaos. I drew this picture on the computer. It is incredibly hard work to draw with one finger, a huge effort. I added some words to try and convey some of the beauty that he exudes to me and the world.