Just really quite unpleasant, which I guess is the point, but with it just feels a bit "will this do?" And it has occasional sad moments that feel like "And Now, The Sad Moment".
Yyyyyeah... It's not for me. Also, unexpectedly, I have the same problem with it I have with The Lion King - they emphatically state they are cats and then harp on about quite specifically human things.
I remember people I knew really enjoying that when I was young. Tbh my reading as a child was basically comics and whatever story was being read to us at school.
When my eldest was much younger, I read the first Harry Potter to them as a bedtime story and all the time I was thinking "how is this popular?" It wasn't a fun read (for me) and, as a child, I don't think I'd have gone near it.
I *still* have to prepare the bus speech when I'm at the bus stop. Last year a driver had to tell me three times that the machine wasn't working and I could get on for free. I felt so ridiculous, almost not daring to go and sit down without paying.
In a dizzyingly good mood, I marched into Hudsons, the music shop (also a first) and found Revolver, because i'd read that Tomorrow Never Knows was amazing & also, the covers great. So it's an important album for me.
I caught the bus home, no problem because, hey, I'm a bus passenger, no big deal.
The journey itself was unremarkable, other than the blood pounding round inside me like I was hanging off a cliff or something. But I had done it! Oh my god, it felt amazing!
And I was also embarrassed that this was all a hindrance. It was 1996, I had never heard of autism. But I knew I needed to get on the bus soon, or I never would. So I set myself a challenge. After school, I would go and catch a bus and if I *did*, then my reward was to go and buy a Beatles album.
In summer, very early in the morning and very late at night, I like. That lengthy bit in between is rubbish. I love Autumn's arrival and everything about it. Even the word "Autumn" is fabulous.
