The basic story is chronological, and is punctuated by blog posts I made when I started to write about my life. These explore the weird and often powerful realisations I have come to through my relationship with Friederich's Ataxia
. They offer a counter point to the linear story, which goes from my largely innocent and happy childhood - despite being dyslexic and ended up in the spazz class - via quite a few adventures and mis adventures, to an increasingly internal life. The life inside my head.
Of course, I can't help but talk about the things I've done. The good things, especially. I have swum with dolphins and sky dived and white-water rafted and much besides. And some dodgy things. I've taken ecstasy and smoked weed and drank too much and stopped all that at (I hope), about the right time.
Also, as I get older and weaker I spend time talking about what I haven't done. I never became a motivational speaker. I never studied. I've only had a bit of work in my life. Actually, this book is one of the few things I have done that I'm solidly proud of.
And we end in the now. Me in all the positions and situations I feared and dreaded for so many years. We end with you and me communicating. With what being alive is all about.