Age may be just a number,doesnt it count?. You tend to ignore, but it reminds you in many forms. You will be given prognostic signs on your health and wellbeing which eventually makes you count the past you passed through and the future left ahead.
Beginning of a struggle between the number and the inner self, which doesn’t want to accept the truth. I am glad, the numbers are conquered, am extant.
I never use to look back, but off late, I do and I am starting to love it. Never realised how beautiful the days were, was just another normal being cribbing on all the shortfalls and picking on every silly negatives. No, I was wrong, the worse present reminds you how better the past one was. Here I remain what I am, when you recall what you miss, you conveniently ignore those you use to crib and curse.
Does anyone learn that lesson and move on? or is it an ongoing phenomenon!!!.
Let me try, I gota change, or I am gona stress out. What are those I can ignore, forcefully, I want to dig and burry them. Let me lit and highlight all those goodies and start to cheer and chillax. I recant all those perceptions I had...I hope I succeed. No, I think not just me, every one around me got to change their direction.. or we would part and mess up.
I am trying... I know am late, but I don’t wana give up.
