Dreading Age
I don’t understand myself. I don’t know what has happened to me. I’m usually OC with a lot of stuff but lately I discovered a different side of me. The side where I no longer cared. The side where I’m beginning to feel free. Where I no longer have to care what people think. Is it because of age? I hate to admit it but I’m beginning to think like a mature person. And I don’t like this feeling. All this time, I fool myself into believing and thinking that I’m still a fresh graduate. That I could blend with those college students. But now, I feel different. And I don’t like it. Maybe weight is one of the factors too. I believed that acting and being immature was my only bridge to youth. This time I’m more afraid to embrace old age. I’m only 28 and will soon turn 29 on the last quarter of the year. Honestly, I’m dreading to turn 30.
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