Oh, you still see my hesitancy approaching the guardrail on this cruise ship-like boat?   Well that’s good, I guess.  I suggest we practice small talk.   God forbid I ever truly need help, I may be afraid to speak up, yet.  For years after my accident, I used to wake up trying to hold a note.  A long “ahhhhh” used to bounce off my bedroom walls like you would not believe.

I’m not the best conversationalist.  I’ll admit it.  Especially when I’m quiet or clam up. Please do what you can to carry the conversation.   Share your feelings, tell me you care and want to achieve compatibility.  Tell me that you want to support me, too.  Ensure a two way-street.

No, I do not “collect” walkers.  That would be absurd!  I like to think of myself as ambitious, like I’m “jumping” at every opportunity to get off my seat that I can. Let’s repaint the future we’ve seen together in the past.