Reflections and Now
Its funny when I come to think of the days passed by. How each day has made the way I am right now. I don’t exactly live nostalgic world, but a rather sophisticated one. In spite of that I still think that I am that thin kid who can around and do many things. And then every morning when I look myself in the mirror, I see that guy standing in front of me. Thin hands, held-in pot belly and then released out thinking, ” Who am I kidding?”, and think damn, ” I am not that young any more.”
Smile .. tomorrow is going to be worse
sigh!
Ooooh existential crisis. A case of the ‘too young to hold on, too old to break free and run’ pangs eh?
Chill, Swenny’s right….
Whatz that simpson’s quote here :
Bart Simpson: This is the worst day of my life.
Homer Simpson: The worst day of your life *so far*.
@ prestidigitator
@johnny
so far