When you’re young, you feel like age is nothing but a vain concern for those who are already old. This is because youth gives a false sense of security and invulnerability. It is only when you start questioning and feeling things in your body that you realize that age indeed is not just for the the more wisdom-filled ones, but is actually a concern for all people.

Why am I saying this? Because I too have now started doubting myself as well. As a matter of fact, for the past few weeks, I’ve been having difficulty reading some lines and some entries in the book on print and on the computer. Some blurring become imminent when I try to isolate one eye from the other especially during reading. In short, age is catching up to me. I’m not so young anymore.

Am I scared? Maybe… but then again why should I? Everyone grows old. Everyone eventually does whether they like it or not… Or I could always just use an eye cream to postpone it. Hehe!