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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I think it’s good to be so busy. If I weren’t doing something all the time, what else would I be doing. I’m never not doing something, I’m just putting other things off until later, in the meantime, doing something else.

And this is where people started accusing me of being on cocaine. I am always doing something. Sitting around is so boring.