Dear 12-year-old self: I have frequently contemplated some of the things that have happened to me that I could not have possibly imagined as a young man. Here are the top 5. 1. Yes, you do end up quite bald but you’re very comfortable with it. Let’s just get this one out of the way…
Dear 12-year-old me: Over the years, I’ve frequently wondered if my parents enjoyed pain. Seriously. After all, they seemed to always make the arduous and frequently painful choices in life, from the highly strategic: why continue a comfortable life in Egypt when they can immigrate to the US and start at the bottom, to the very tactical:…
This post is part of a series with the same theme: letters addressed to my younger self. These letters, written by an “older me,” would have helped me navigate some of the rough waters I faced during various phases of my life. They would’ve also helped me when I was faced with difficult decisions. Through…
This post is part of a series of posts with the same theme: letters addressed to my younger self. These letters, written by an “older me,” would have helped me navigate some of the rough waters I faced during various phases of my life. They would’ve also helped me when I was faced with difficult…
This is the third in a series of posts with the same theme: letters addressed to my younger self. These letters, written by an “older me,” would have helped me navigate some of the rough waters I faced during various phases of my life. They would’ve also helped me when I was faced with difficult…
This is the second post in a series of posts with the same theme: letters addressed to my younger self. These letters, written by an “older me,” would have helped me navigate some of the rough waters I faced during various phases of my life. They would’ve also helped me when I was faced with…
This podcast is dedicated to my children. It consists of a series of letters from my current, older self addressed to my younger self. These letters would have helped me navigate some of the rough waters I faced during various phases of my life and when I was faced with difficult decisions. Through these letters, I hope to impart some of my admittedly limited experience on my two wonderful children and, eventually, on their children.
This first letter is On Accumulating Things.
