I Was an Asperger. Now I’m Supposed Not to Be. Some terms become, over time, more than mere diagnoses. They become explanations for one’s own life. For many people, „Asperger“ was exactly such a term. It stood not only for a medical category, but for a specific, recognizable…

A strange thing happened — I woke up yesterday and found the world to be… good. I should say straight away: I hadn’t smoked anything. I simply opened my eyes — outside, a grey and grubby morning — rolled out of bed, scratched myself where one usually scratches in the morning……

„Hello,“ said someone behind him, and he nearly slipped off the seat of the worn, spinning chair – his faithful comrade in the endless battle with words. He turned slowly, cursing the pain in his neck that no longer allowed faster movements. The blurred figure across from him…

Beyond the ruined Ghost Park, the Ghost Forest has changed once again.