I wrote this in my foolhardy 20s. Two decades later (and having witnessed my contemporaries rise up the corporate ladder and take on managerial roles), I think back about what I wrote back then - “danced to his tune and loved it”. Writing is like casting something in stone at a particular point in time. It serves as a great reminder of the person I was back then
Agreed, great exercise. Eye opening. What did you learn?
I wrote this in my foolhardy 20s. Two decades later (and having witnessed my contemporaries rise up the corporate ladder and take on managerial roles), I think back about what I wrote back then - “danced to his tune and loved it”. Writing is like casting something in stone at a particular point in time. It serves as a great reminder of the person I was back then
It would say "Didn't have enough bitcoin"
Every Bitcoiner’s lasting regret
Loved his family. Didn't fuck spiders. The end. No, really the end, he's dead, go on with your lives.
I love this. Nice but packs a punch.
Fuck spiders - for shock value The last line written in an admonishing tone - should elicit some chuckles in spite of the solemn funeral
"God, this place sucks."
A 🖕 to existing!
Que corra el aire, chaval (been watching adventure in Spanish hehe)
adventure sounds like a fine principle to live by 👍
What a macabre exercise, lol💀
It is. But I guess we all need a hard look at the mirror sometimes hehe
I wish @cryotosensei would’ve paid to post in ~HealthAndFitness more. Died doing what he loved, running to subway trains to buy Hershey bars
Can’t resist a shameless appeal. See you there soon!
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