15,706 Days, and Counting

What's in a journal? Everything.

I had to ask my assistant for help; I’ve never been good at math.

“Hey Google!” I shouted. “How many days has it been since October 12, 1978?”

She thought about it: the lights on top of her hockey-puck home were pulsating.

“It has been 15,706 days since October 12, 1978.”

On that date, I was sitting in my dorm room at the Alliance Française, 101 Boulevard Raspail, in Paris, France. I put my pen to a blank page in an empty journal, and began writing my life into existence. And I have done so every day since.