middle age...


Time awaits for no one…

When I was young, I had too much time in my hands. Life was simple. I had few worries and most were trivial. I was eager to grow up and make something of myself. I toiled as I kept on waiting while exchanging hellos and goodbyes. I urged time to pass me swiftly and lead me to the future which is now my current days...

But I have never been so wrong, for time is never slow. Now, I‘m more cognizant of my time slipping away. Its current pace I can still sustain. As I progress in years, I hope time will mellow.

For there are still so much things to be done, I hope my body and mind can keep up… and my loved ones too…

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