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.

Life gets us all very angry sometimes, and mostly when we are doing something for someone else that we’d rather not be. It’s a terrible thing to say, (or at least that’s what we’re trained to think) but making sure you’re happy is the foremost concern of life. If you’re not happy, then no one around you can be happy and things can never glow the way the could and should. Do whatever you have to, and as long as it hurts no one else, be happy with yourself, for you have done what many find impossible to do. Be Free.

Well, you got me on that one, son.