I can see it happening to me. Gone are the days of "never ending" youth. I watch as my body obeys the laws of nature. To accept it is wise. So, that is my trade off; youth for wisdom.
I find myself wanting the youthful look of my twenties. I even feel sad that I will never recapture that. Now, I am in my mid-thirties. When I am forty-five what will I want to take back from my thirties?
Trying to hold on to youth is like trying to stop the seasons from turning into another.
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