Father Peter Kemp (father_peter) wrote,
Father Peter Kemp
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I had a crack at this because I have time to kill and nothing to kill it with...



I am wasting time while I am currently childless, Alyless, Thomasless and slightly terrified of that fact...

I admit that I think people assume I'm more together than I really am.

I dig my beautiful wife.

I still have a lot to learn.

I had nothing, and exchanged it for everything.

I try for them. Always for them.

I should learn to eat and sleep more...

I shouldn't fall back to guilt and alcohol.

I just hurt my hand with a pencil. Yes, I am that talented.

I do everything I possibly can.

I don't do enough.

I wish some people didn't try so hard to hurt others. And that the ones who are hurt could find someone safe to love and be loved by.

I won't ever stop.

I think constantly...

I fear loss. It's come round all too often.

I love easily and freely.

I like paella!!

I loved Katherine and I won't deny that.

I want to make a better world.

I need my family.

I require currently, tea!

I said so many things that no one ever heard. And that's okay with me.

I thought I would never find happiness. But I did.

I write everything. Nothing makes things more clear than writing it down and reflecting on it.

I hate not much at all. Perhaps it is simply that I hate hate itself.

I never stopped to wonder if this was right. I just knew.

I probably need a bowler hat. Just because! They're jaunty.

I can't not care.

I can love.

I find that it is easier to forgive than to hold grudges. And it feels so much better too.

I know in my heart that I am loved.

I learn something new every day. And then I write it down so I don't forget.

I remember when things were broken and I wished for death. I'm glad it didn't end up that way.

I bought Aly flowers!

I miss far too many people to name here.

I spy probably more effectively than anyone would expect...

And on that note that I'm sure has you all looking behind you to see if you're being watched by a crazy-haired, ex-priest...I am going to show Mirela how to play hangman so she can learn some more words.
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