Fri 25 Jan 2008
Me Fifteen Years Later #380
Posted by Pickle King under Me 15 Years Later
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’d rather have my friends an love than a fortune of gold. Money can’t hold me when I’m lonely, nor can it talk to me when I cry. All that money can do is sit and stare blankly back at me, without knowing who I am.
And I still agree with this sentiment today.
