The cartoon above is pretty close to a current reality - the names have been omitted to protect the innocent.
Only in Serviceland could people's clearly stated - and well planned wishes be so absurdly skewed.
It's not often I can't see a way forward, OK I might moan and whinge for a bit but I usually find a way. And I'm sure a way will open up - right now it feels like 'Everything is Broken'
The Housing and Support Alliance Conference this week should give me a fix.....
Bob Dylan always does it - even when it's unremittingly negative!
"Broken lines, broken strings.
Broken threads, broken springs.
Broken idols, broken heads.
People sleeping in broken beds.
Ain't no use jiving.
Ain't no use joking.
Everything is broken.
Broken bottles, broken plates.
Broken switches, broken gates.
Broken dishes, broken parts.
Streets are filled with broken hearts.
Broken words never meant to be spoken,
Everything is broken.
Seems like every time you stop and turn around,
Something else just hits the ground.
Broken cutters, broken saws.
Broken buckles, broken laws.
Broken bodies, broken bones.
Broken voices on broken phones.
Take a deep breath feels like you're chokin'
Everything is broken.
Everytime you leave and go off someplace,
Things fall to pieces in my face.
Broken hands on broken ploughs.
Broken treaties, broken vows.
Broken pipes, broken tools.
People bending broken rules.
Hound dog howling bullfrog croaking
Everything is broken."
Bob Dylan
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