A Letter to My Past Self

by Nat

When you were 17, you went to Chicago, to a conference you didn’t tell your parents you applied to. Your first night there you sat with your friends, the whole hostel cafeteria to yourselves, eating food from a 7-11; when you vowed to never stop fighting to extend the power of knowledge. It was also at 17, in Chicago, that you realized, with wonder, just how big the world could be. You were not built for small towns. Please keep being adventurous and passionate in spite of all unlikelihood. That’s what I learned from you at 17.

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