We Are All Disabled - Part 7
The Boy Who Couldn't Jump
I had a great trip to the Malaysian Festival but after a long flight home, woke up with paralysis of analysis - a condition that makes me think way too much about love and life and things that have no easy answers.
It all started when I was a kid and kept wondering why the sky was blue and then my father died and I wondered about him so much sometimes that it got in...