23496 words and still running. This piece of text might very well form the basis of my next book. Another year is near. The idea of a new year is thrilling but only until the moment when the clock strikes midnight. Once you’ve entered the year, it begins to feel all the same. Why. It won’t be wrong to say that I haven’t done enough to change the course of my life in my favour. It’s another thing that I feel no regret about it. I squeezed each moment as much I could. For as long as I am alive, I cannot fail. Or maybe I have failed in so many avenues all throughout my life that one more failure wouldn’t matter.
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