
Thank You for the Music: On the autistic joy of pursuing special interests
For its Power, Magic, & Transcendence Music was my refuge. I could crawl into the space between the notes and curl my back to loneliness.
For its Power, Magic, & Transcendence Music was my refuge. I could crawl into the space between the notes and curl my back to loneliness.
On the Folly of Aversion to Labels Today… I cried! It was early morning. I had sat down for a few minutes, trying to relax
A man takes stock of what it means to be an autistic father and reflects that his own father, too, might have been on the spectrum.
I have written previously about how grateful I was for having music in my life (1). I feel that it saved my life in several
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