I had a face, an address, and a name but nothing concrete to tie whoever the fuck this was to Simone apart from anecdotal 'maybes'. She was still denying flatly she was seeing anyone (I asked that question so many time in many different ways and, quickly losing patience with my interrogation she clammed up. … Continue reading David from work…
Category: Gettingoversomeone
broken 2…
another relationship bites the dust : this time not my failure!
broken…
So I jumped into a future that was uncertain and cloaked in lies. No 'chute or safety net to speak of apart from good friends far and away supporting me gently (but warily) as my life collapsed. Given the timely opportunity to come back home on a charter military flight (funnelling US military out of … Continue reading broken…
compulsive vagrant…
It struck me the other day (mired deep in an existential funk, sulking about mortality and life choices) as I packed my duffle bags for yet another relocation, that being homeless by choice rather than by circumstance is actually a bit of a luxury. Especially in the pandemic era we are living through with its … Continue reading compulsive vagrant…
gone baby, gone…
So it's 'Take 3' tomorrow morning for myself and the Scott Base crew's 9am C17 flight to Antarctica, courtesy of the good ole USAF. We were supposed to leave Friday, then Saturday, then Sunday...weather delays are part of the fun (unfortunately). Disinfected buses collect us from our managed isolation facility at 6m and will shuttle … Continue reading gone baby, gone…
exodus…
After 5 months of stress, anxiety and dislocation with uncertainty and isolation my bedfellows every sleepless night since March, I'm finally on my way out of the dumpster fire that is Australia 2020. Unfortunately not on a ship (so the Exodus analogy ends here) but rather a grumpy and sour Qantas flight to Sydney and … Continue reading exodus…
Spamdemic…#5
Well of course Thursdays flight was cancelled, wasn’t it. Just for a few brief hours I’d allowed myself to entertain getting to Australia ok. It took a lot of phone calls, luck and pleases to get this sorted, but eventually a super helpful lady at the Thai Airways ticketing counter at Chiang Mai airport ( … Continue reading Spamdemic…#5
processing…
Back in Dubbo for a week now - a city of endless straight lines and unforgiving heat - these first 10 days of re-entry spent in a seesawing fever/fugue state brought on by the lightning fast onslaught of influenza picked up on Day 1 in Christchurch. No, it wasn't Coronavirus just a vicious flu and … Continue reading processing…
November?
Well dang it all to Hell. I'd just finished tappity-bloody tapping this post out on my widdley piddly iPhone screen - my cramped and decidedly not touchscreen friendly fingers frantically tapping out my innermost thoughts and secret desires (tucked safely in my room having a slight sulk and feeling sorry for myself) when the WordPress … Continue reading November?
Round three…
Well this is a very different Antarctic experience for me... Since we last caught up, there have been a few slight changes and course corrections life wise, but after almost 5 weeks training in Christchurch and a whirlwind tour of New Zealand in that time I've finally arrived this week at New Zealand's Research Station … Continue reading Round three…
Man Down! 