Mon 27 Apr 2009
Me Fifteen Years Later #680
Posted by Fitz 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.
Things are looking good now. You can fuck up fate once in a while, but you always return back to where you began. Where once the future looked bleak, I now can see the beautiful thing at the end. And yea, I can hear the approaching rumble of the future. Grand does it sound. It’s coming to run me down and eagerly I await to be crushed swiftly by its glorious wheels.
Why does the train have to crush you? Why can’t you get on it and take a ride?
