I have been writing in a journal on an almost-daily basis since I was 17 years old. This is a record of me going through each entry from the beginning, and commenting on the me from fifteen years ago.

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It is work to write. It takes tenacity to sit down and work out tangible, ledgible sentences from abstract thought. It takes work and patience to become what you want to be.

What am I on here, a good sense streak?