Words that matter…to me

journal

September 24 was a mentally fertile day…on at least three occasions in my life.

From time to time I have managed to keep a journal.
Here are three of my 9/24 entries.

September, 24 1978 (College sophomore, 18 years old)

I cannot afford to lose a day;
my life is only as short as it is.

9 24 78

September 24, 1983 (Third year medical student, 23 years old)

Life and alarm clocks
go hand in hand
unnaturally.

9 24 83

September 24, 1995 (Anesthesiologist, 35 years old)

Unless it makes any difference why the sun comes up everyday,
don’t waste time arguing about it.

9 24 95

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