A decade ago it was almost my 19th birthday. This would mark the end of my teens. I was about to begin college, leave my family and hometown, and attempt to evolve into this thing called an “adult.” All things considered, I think I’ve done well, but that doesn’t mean there aren’t at least a few things I wish I would have known. The following is a letter to the 18-year-old me. This is what I would want to tell him if I had limited space to advise him about the future...Read the rest.
(HT: T-Wax)
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