ABSTRACT
This chapter examines the helpfulness of writing in rehabilitation, a tool to order a chaotic world. If there was one tool that the author could call his favourite, it would be the pen. At times in his past, he held it with frantic energy in exams, with studious calm in boardroom meetings and with barely concealed rage when he wanted to stab it into people he thought had done his grievous wrong. Writing was also his way of ordering a very chaotic world when he was coming out of a minimal responsive state. A peaceful room with one person calmly relating their day sounded like the chaos of Shibuya crossing in Tokyo, the busiest crossing in the world with over ten thousand people crossing at one time. In the virtual environment he found that he could slowly challenge himself to grow better bit by bit. Writing was his means of escapism from his current situation.
