Every few months or years or so I go and find all the old junk I wrote in my formative years and read it over. I love it. Nothing rocks the ego quite like reading something you wrote–it’s GREAT to agree so fully with something you read, and it’s also great to know someone is totally agreeing with something you wrote. Unfortunately I’ve run into some lameness: I’m static. My philosophy (as concerns Life, the Universe, and Everything) over the years doesn’t seem to have changed, it’s a big giant rock that just sits there.

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