Day +93 Non-Dreaming #100DaysDIEP

I was meant to see @NeilFinnOfficial perform with his brother at @TwilightAtTaronga in Feb 2018, but chemo buggered that up. I was devo. I was therefore keen as to see him in the Fleetwood Mac line-up. It was also an awesome way to round-off the day of our Aussie citizenship test. In 2013 we moved to ‘Straya so that I could study my Masters at the Uni of Sydney. The hubster’d never been down under before and essentially emigrated on his first visit: no worries. I’m forever grateful this ripper bloke was with me in the land of plenty when I was diagnosed. Every night I’d be wigging out about, well, about everything and then some. He’d shoo me into bed and simply say: “all you have to think about right now is getting some rest and going to sleep”. And that’s how I got through treatment and the most terrifying time of my life: one sleep at a time. I stopped dreaming AD (after diagnosis) and have been in a non-dreaming state right up until a couple of months ago. So, when I did sleep, it was a blissfully ignorant interval from The Shitshow. There is freedom within, there is freedom without Try to catch the deluge in a paper cup There's a battle ahead, many battles are lost But you'll never see the end of the road While you're traveling with me Hey now, hey now Don’t dream it’s over 📷 @NeilFinnOfficial singing ‘Don’t Dream It’s Over’ #FleetwoodMac gig, @QudosBankArena