I woke up today like in so many other days before. I dawdled, watched some TV before getting the resolve to take a shower and go to work.
While I was showering, I realized that in 2 days time, will be my 28th birthday. Goodness I'm old!
For me, growing old is not bad, it's good. It's just that growing old without having some sense of accomplishment. I wouldn't say that I have not accomplished anything. I have a decent-paying job. I can manage to live independently, etc. But I do feel that something is still missing.
Maybe it's just the birthday blues. I'll feel better once my birthday is over.
Taken as directed
5 days ago