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Sommige mensen denken wel eens in een moment van verveling "Hé, laat ik eens een boek schrijven". Velen beginnen eraan, pennen drie, vier pagina's neer − als ze al zo ver raken − en vergeten dan wat ze ooit geschreven hebben. Tot jaren later hun kast opruimen, die pagina's weer tegenkomen en ze nog eens lezen om ze dan weer onderaan de kast te stoppen. Ja, dat gebeurt, ik kan het je vertellen. Maar zo ging het niet bij mij.
Dit is mijn verhaal. Over mijn leven moet ik niet schrijven. Saai en zonder enige verandering in de vorm van iets wat me speciaal of opgewonden zou kunnen maken. Meer moet je niet van me weten. Ik zou het me zelfs niet kunnen voorstellen dat je meer van me zou willen weten.
Maar dit boek gaat dus niet over mijn saaie leven. Dit boek wordt geschreven op het heel eigenste moment dat mijn leven niet meer saai wordt. Of is. Ik weet niet of het spannende en leuke gedeelte van mijn leven al begonnen is bij het schrijven van dit boek, maar ik hoop het wel. Ik brand van verlangen om eindelijk iets noemenswaardig te bereiken in mijn leven. En dit is het begin. Mijn eigen spannend leven begint vandaag.
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