Back in around 2009 I was living in a RV with no internet access. I was incredibly bored and decided to write the story of my life. It was actually pretty interesting. I started with doing chapters of big events since there was a lot of blank spots in my memory.
But over time I started to recall more as I wrote. I would wake up and remember more things that filled in a lot of gaps. And that process started going faster and faster.
I’m still doing it. The original with my major life stuff was around 200 pages. It is currently at 3715 pages.
Keep in mind that includes about 1000 words about when I was at a Dairy Queen and couldn’t read the menu without squinting and reconciled that I needed glasses. Then a few more pages about my first trip to the Optometrists.
And then there was the embarrassing stuff like the first time I masturbated. It was to a copy of Playboy my sister had hidden in her closet I found. Pamela Anderson was the centerfold. So yeah..
But the file is encrypted. I have a website where I have to check in every six months. If I go six months without visiting it sends the key of the file to my sister and mom. It is pretty much to make sure I am dead before anyone can read it.