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Illness forced me to watch my protein intake and to minimize my consumption of most types of meat except for chicken.

I’ve never enjoyed lamb, pork, fish, mutton, etc. Just beef. I used to live for steak dinners, but after a couple of months of being unable to eat it, I don’t miss it in the least.

Giving up chicken and going “full vegetarian” should be a comparatively easy step. I’ve done the research and come to the conclusion that it’s generally a healthier lifestyle, I just need to be vigilant in ensuring I get enough protein, iron and Vitamin B12, and have the willpower to turn down meaty dishes.

The older you get, the more difficult it becomes. Not only in terms of acquiring things like visas and work permits, but because you gradually have more to lose in life by doing so. Money, personal relationships, financial responsibilities. These are things that keep us from traveling, and they only grow more and bigger as we age.

Since traveling and truly experiencing the places we go, and the world, is so important, it’s better to try to do this sooner rather than later.

I’ve never really traveled anywhere. As soon as I have money to do so, I’d love to see the world. I want to visit every continent – including Antarctica, I want to travel India by train, I want to backpack through Asia, I want to ride a camel into the Sahara… I want to do it all!

I’m in my mid-twenties now, so five to ten years is the farthest back I usually care to remember, and even remembering details from my childhood is quite easy, anyway.

However, when I get older, memories will become progressively more important to me. I’ll want to remember that delicious meal someone cooked for me. I’ll want to remember their name. Even mundane details become precious memories the older you get, and I don’t want to regret not having this time-capsule of my own life with me. Not to mention the great stories I’ll glean from it for my kids and grandkids.

Keeping a diary can be fun, but more than that it’s an investment into the future. As they say, the weakest ink is better than the strongest memory.