My head is filled with fairyfloss (cotton candy) I know that my thoughts are there, but when I try to grab them they are gone - just disappeared, my legs are filled with concrete and my feet are filled with hot coals at night and .....other parts of me feel like I have a cattle prod implanted.

Added to that, every afternoon fatigue hits and someone lets my tyres down and the road feels so much rougher.

I am not always like this - this is how I feel on a bad day.

Lyn