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.

img_8950.JPG

I had a dream last night that these young people were singing something like this to me. I’m just an even seventeen. Don’t have the ½ to tell you what I mean. Still waiting the year to be something. I’m just an even seventeen.

Okay.