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.

When I really stop to think about it; it would really be a shame for me to die around now. There’s a whole lot of things I have planned. For me to go with all this unaccomplished would just be criminal. I’ve got to concentrate on going on and getting things done. After all, I’ve got a book to finish, some magazines to publish, games to make, a band to form, things to read, investigations to be had and fun that I haven’t even had yet. I’ve also got a love to snag forever. I’m so busy, I’m surprised I have time to think about death so often! Ya know?

I hear ya. One of my greatest fears in life is running out of things to do and being bored. Let’s see how I’ve done on my list in the last 15 years.

A book to finish - Still working on it.

Some magazines to publish - Check.

Games to make - Check.

A band to form - Still dreaming of it.

Things to read - Check.

Investigations to be had - I think this involves becoming a paranormal investigator, and I haven’t even been on a ghost hunt.

Fun that I haven’t even had yet - Check.

A love to snag forever - Been in love, but didn’t snag the one I’m referring to.

So, looks live I’ve batted 500 so far. Not too bad.