The 'Paperwork Flood': How I Drowned a Bureaucrat before dinner.

Mood: Maliciously compliant. I can't express how much I utterly hate the "Continuing Disability Review." It is a letter that arrives every few years from the government, asking a question that is medically absurd and philosophically insulting: "Are you still disabled?" As if my blindness were a seasonal allergy. As if I might have woken up last Tuesday, blinked, and realized that my optic nerves…