When Truth approached
My front porch
I turned down
Her friendly visit
I knew
She carried wearisome words
So I refused
To listen
I could ignore
The ringing
Dinging doorbell
By masking with singing
I could hide
In a back room
Turning out the lights
Pretending not to be home
But ringing became knocking
Pounding louder and louder
Until I the only reasonable choice
Was to open the door
Truth persisted
Published by TheOtherKLM
I really hate talking about myself, but if I have to...
I’m K.L. McDaniel, the person behind TheOtherKLM. I’m an introvert with extrovert moments, a fitness-minded person fighting later-age fat, and someone trying to keep life somewhat organized without pretending it isn’t a mess.
Here, I write about the things I keep coming back to: movement, mental health, learning, self-awareness, and the strange little contradictions that make people interesting. I’m not here to act like I have everything figured out. I’m here to think through it, laugh when possible, and maybe find a little balance in the middle of the clutter.
So, that’s me. More or less.
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