I love to write but I am dyslexic and autistic so I feel like I am sort of in a place where I can't evolve fast enough. Although I do make progress. For example I didn't even know I was dyslexic until 1996. Nor did I know I was autistic until 2013. I've tried to befriend Temple Grandin but she has more than enough to do to keep herself busy so I'm trying to learn to leave her alone. Since I can't read very well I love looking at pictures but that becomes boring after a while. I have tried to publish but since I can't read that isn't a realistic possibility. If I had gotten help earlier I might have been able to make more progress with myself. I was laid off because of this virus so I'm trying to find another job. I worry about all of us.