I’ve never known what it means to be bound
bound to this chair, if anything
it’s given me the most incredible ability
the ability to move, the ability to live life,
the ability to experience the world.
When I think of my chair I think
of all the incredible things
I’ve been able to do with it, as a result of it.
when going places, or viewing apartments
over the years, I have never mentioned before the time
that I use a wheelchair:
I somehow always forget
to mention it feeling it to be unimportant.
The scared and shocked faces!
Most close friends now joke about, and say
‘dude did you tell them you’re coming with an extra?’
At times when going out, everyone would
get into the car and ask
‘What are we waiting for?’ and I’d say
‘For one of you to put the chair in the boot!’