Archive for the Frustration category

Minutiae v1.0

The fol­low­ing is almost cer­tain to prove a dis­astrous exper­i­ment in ‘blog­ging’ (whatever that is) the inane details of my every­day life, but appar­ently it’s what we are sup­posed to do under the rules of inter­na­tional law. This exer­cise in tedium will con­tinue through­out today. Or until I get utterly bored. Or until I lose […]

Oh, beast of burden, carry me

My eyes drift open, drift slowly to the left, drift into the grey sky. My body feels just as leaden, yet I am sucked in by the showers. Such a wel­come sight. Oh, I wish I could. How I truly wish I could. Back centre. There’s a beast of bur­den dent­ing the smooth cov­ers at the […]

Three steps to heaven, twelve steps to hell

1. First, I have got to admit that I have a prob­lem. 2. My name is An Unre­li­able Wit­ness, and I am an addict. 3. An addict of brightly-coloured, shiny tab­lets. 4. Each with a word writ­ten on them. 5. Though, in truth, I am only addicted to the words. 6. I long ago went […]

Things to do at 4.00am #2

I’m like a child. Enter­tain­ing such a silly and child­ish notion. I don’t want to sleep until it gets dark, until night turns blacker than pitch, because it’s not right. It’s still day­light. It’s not right. Don’t send me to bed without any sup­per, feel­ing scol­ded and hungry and aching for a dream that will […]

(Ad)mission statement

I am on a mis­sion to be awk­ward. You will not like this mis­sion. Indeed, you will prob­ably end up dis­lik­ing me intensely, and will want to call me needy and demand­ing and self-centred and selfish and everything else under the sun, some of which may involve gra­tu­it­ous amounts of swear­ing. But I don’t care. […]

Eternal sunset of the idle mind

An Unre­li­able Wit­ness would like to inter­rupt your read­ing of Far More Inter­est­ing Web­sites Than This One to bring you some idle thoughts from the cut­ting edge of point­less online pub­lish­ing (which all The Kids are appar­ently now call­ing “blog­ging” — no, me neither). Stand by your beds, because you may need to fall into […]

Things to do at 4.00am #1

It was some weeks ago that I took the pre­cious jewel from the box in which I hide it — a box which I usu­ally only open when there are thoughts of you and me and us and them whirl­ing through my mind before the break of day. I’ve now rubbed the jewel so soft […]