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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So happy over nothing. I’m just smiling all the time. I don’t know why, but why stop such a good thing from happening. So I don’t stop to wonder.

I get the same feeling today walking around my neighborhood during a weekend afternoon. Which is awesome.