ever since I've had feelings I've been writing them down and as long as I can remember being a person it has shaped me into who I am.  I don't know who or what gave me the idea to write in a journal every night and I have no idea how or why in the world that idea stuck or what has even compelled me to really do it.  All I know is I can look up and read about any day of my life so far and time will only continue to pass.  more entries will fill more pages and I can only dream about what words or names will fill them.

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