Today's OneWord: Stubborn

I finished James Joyce's Ulysses because I was stubborn, ate all the leftover butternut squash soup because I was stubborn, and got one, two, three, four of my friends to go to a baseball game with me, all because I was stubborn.

Being stubborn was, sadly enough, my best trait. While others gave up too easily, I didn't know when to quit. And somehow, that kept me alive longer than the rest.

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