About

In September 2006, a few days after my 45th birthday, I was told that I probably was autistic.
A year later it was officially confirmed.

Until then I had about 100.000 strange problems a year.
In the last 5 years I’ve solved most of my problems. Some problems aren’t solved, although I do understand them. Which is why it’s called a disability.

This blog is about my life in general and about living with autism. Intermix with, mostly artistic, stuff that interests me.