Archive for September, 2007
Friday, September 14th, 2007
Me Fifteen Years Later #285
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.
Whew! So busy that I can’t even think of watching TV. That’s a good day. There’s plenty […]
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Thursday, September 13th, 2007
Me Fifteen Years Later #284
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.
Things continue. My inability to succeed cannot be attributed to laziness. I work hard all day. My […]
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Wednesday, September 12th, 2007
Me Fifteen Years Later #283
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.
So much work, such short attention span. So many dreams, so little reality. The world keeps spinning […]
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Tuesday, September 11th, 2007
Me Fifteen Years Later #282
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 ugliest person in the world becomes beautiful when they love themselves. When a person knows who […]
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Monday, September 10th, 2007
Me Fifteen Years Later #281
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.
I like to help whenever I can, it makes a person feel good. Even just talking and […]
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Friday, September 7th, 2007
Me Fifteen Years Later #280
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.
Today I call for a change of attitude. Enough of the winter’s boorishness. Now, let us begin […]
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Thursday, September 6th, 2007
Me Fifteen Years Later #279
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.
A kiss would be nice to have. Just a slight bit of rememberance, lightly on the lips. […]
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Wednesday, September 5th, 2007
Me Fifteen Years Later #278
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.
I suppose it might be true that you experience something new everyday. But it’s a rare occasion […]
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Tuesday, September 4th, 2007
Me Fifteen Years Later #277
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.
You wonder, don’t you? And that’s what the future’s all about. Exiting and frightening all at once. […]
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Monday, September 3rd, 2007
Me Fifteen Years Later #276
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.
A tree grows in my backyard. Before I’ve existed and perhaps after I am gone will it […]
