On March 10th, 2010, I accidentally made a sixteen-hour recording of my life. It all happened when my digital audio recorder turned itself on - seemingly of its own volition - inside my backpack. I didn't realize until days later what had happened. The recorder ran either until its batteries gave out or it couldn't store any more data. I have not listened to this in its entirety. If I had, I would probably think twice about sharing it. Even without hearing it, I've had second thoughts. It could be that I reveal deep, dark secrets about myself, say not-so-very-nice things about people whom I know, or even wantonly masturbate. Whatsoever may lie within, I apologize to nobody and expect forgiveness from everybody. Sit back, close your eyes, relax for a minute, and pretend that you are me.