What I wrote years ago doesn’t matter now. What matters now is what I write now.
None of this matters when you’re dead
Paul Adams
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That’s the troubling thing about writing, and life even: we want to matter. Yet, five minutes, or five years, or five decades from now — we won’t. Which, I suppose, is partly why I’ve never written that book. Why invest in things that only matter for a few moments in time? It’s a bit of a troubling question.

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