I'd only written a
few words when my computer crashed. I couldn't get back
on the Internet. A bad omen? I'm not superstitious,
so I don't think I'll be ditching my web site
project just yet.
I'm more
than 20 years old and I feel that I still haven't done
anything
with my life. Every year, I always make the same New
Year's resolution to put 15 minutes aside every evening, so that I can
recall in detail what I've got up to
during the day, like I used to do with
my mother when I was little. She used to
help me keep track of the slightest sin
I'd committed, my moments of gluttony,
greed and envy. Since she's been gone, it's something that I've
got to do on my own. I swore I would do
it when I was 12. Every year, I've
lacked the willpower, and all my resolutions end up
going out the window by March 15. This time, I've decided to
go public with my confessions. 15 minutes every day.
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