Living With A Brain Tumour, Tom Lubbock (The Observer). A moving piece on loss of language.
My experience of the world is not made less by lack of language but is essentially unchanged.
This is curious.
My true exit may be accompanied by no words at all, all gone.
The final thing. The illiterate. The dumb.
Quiet but still something?
My body. My tree.
After that it becomes simply the world.