About a year ago I got done. I got done good. It was a quiet afternoon at work and I was enjoying a cigarette on Elizabeth Street in the Sydney CBD.
I don't know how many nights I've stood looking out at the kitchen window wondering why I'm the only one still awake, creeping silently through the house like a phantom...
Recently, amid an especially oppressive run of hangovers and, having turned thirty in late May, I decided...
Over the past 20 to 30 years a gradual awareness has built up concerning the impending environmental catastrophe resulting from greenhouse gas emissions.
I turned thirty on the 23rd of May which I guess is something of a landmark age, right up there with turning eighteen, celebrating a twenty-first birthday, and getting to sixty...
I've think he's there. But well beyond view...
It's a pained expression that carries me across the crowded room As probing eyes overlook the soul to spy for designer labels...
The 26th ' 28th December, 2004
I was eating breakfast, watching Sri Lanka having a terrible time in the cricket in New Zealand...
