by KM | Feb 27, 2025 | personal
Alone – tbe good side A momentary frisson of naughtiness accompanied my cavalier ignorance of the sink full of washing up last night. I went to bed while it was still light, eating my Ubered dinner in bed, a teatowel serving as a napkin, watching silly comedies...
by KM | Feb 27, 2025 | personal
it’s fucking lonely being alone. By myself, on a shelf of my own construction. I only have myself to blame … chickens roost beside me …It’s all the same, I’m not in the game, never was, never will be. One day soon I’ll be gone, leaving no trace in the place I was...
by KM | Feb 27, 2025 | personal, Writing
The first 13 years of my life were either idyllic or deprived, depending on your point of view. I lived on a cattle and sheep farm up the steep mountain from Tamworth, on the road to Walcha. The rugged landscape felt like home, I loved it. I was happiest out on...
by KM | Feb 25, 2025 | personal, Writing
I’m writing to find an outlet for my thoughts and feelings. You don’t have to read it, you probably wouldn’t want to, so don’t, I really don’t care at this point. It’s hard to write this, but as time goes on, I feel I need to pour out these things before I implode...
by KM | Nov 19, 2022 | getting older, personal
Alone A momentary frisson of naughtiness accompanied my cavalier ignorance of the sink full of washing up last night. I went to bed while it was still light, eating my Ubered dinner in bed, a teatowel serving as a napkin, watching silly comedies on streaming services,...
