On Getting Older

Added another year to my age last week.

For some reason, I wasn’t afraid of the infamous “30,” although turning 29 terrified me. After that happened, age truly just became a number.

It feels great to develop the capacity to observe yourself and think before you say or do anything. Not all old people are smart but you definitely do become a little bit smarter with time. However, at this age, many people either give up or start treating their bodies seriously and end up doing marathons or lift weight that look too heavy. You no longer have a warranty.

For me, it’s also right around the age when my parents had me. Of course, they looked like all-knowing giants to me as a kid. Now I realize they were probably just scared and felt like a fish out of water, especially considering everything that was happening around them back then.

This is another reason to start accepting things. There is no point in arguing or contemplating; you just move on. Sometimes, this means accepting people as they are or dropping them altogether. It’s OK.