…I should take what comes I guess.
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Conversations with the anteater, part x
Those who know me, know how excited I have always been about growing old. I cannot stop celebrating the middle ages! But trust the anteater to throw a damper on my happiness –
Welcome to middle age
Middle age! Time to get serious about life.
But me, I worry about my short arms and the brown boy wants to grow his hair.
Unexpected pleasures
The best part of life is that it always continues to give you new experiences.
Or even a new perspective on known experiences…
A lesson learnt
{At the end of confidence, there is only one feeling. Only one.
That one has the capacity to bear all that comes.}
Meeting me, again
A long time ago, my twenties self met my thirties self – and here we are where my twenties self meets my forties self.
Twenties self: What was she doing! I like you so much more, forties self!
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