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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There’s more to life than working hard and dying rich. I’d rather die free & poor than a rich slave. Life is too grand to be wasted with the worries forced upon us. Live to be alive.

Or to put it another way, and to quote my mom, “They’ll still have work for us to do when we’re dead in our grave, so don’t go working your whole life away.”