Wed 28 Mar 2007
Me Fifteen Years Later #168
Posted by Pickle King under Me 15 Years Later
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.
The shorter days and the cold make me feel tired and alone. I feel like I’m stranded with nothing but bleak winter ahead. I don’t have much of anything, except friends. In that I am abundantly blessed.
This entry surprised me. I thought it was going to be just another one with me whining about nothing, but I flipped the script at the end. Bravo!
