ruminating is my pastime.

ruminating is simply part of me, deprive me of it and i will cease to exist. well, at some point of time, everyone ruminates, but i guess some people can live without it cos it doesn't make a difference to them.

rumination topic of the week:
i want to age gracefully.

looking at the aged in our society today, it struck me that one day i'm gonna be that wrinkly, greyed being, frail and somewhat dependent. we all will grow old, aging is an undeniable process. some people exploit medicine and technology to mitigate the visual effects (i.e. you still look like you're in your 30s even though you're almost 50). but you can never deny nature from taking it's course and you'll unevitably feel the symptoms of aging like an aching body and slow movements. you can't change growing old, but you can change your attitude toward growing old. think about it: you can be a frumpy aged person with a frown embedded in that already wrinkled forehead of yours, or you can be a joyful smiling elderly embracing the joys of an upcoming generation.

it's scary how your body degenerates, making you all so weak and frail and various parts just stop working like a defective factory with machinery all cranky and falling apart. i wish i could be as joyful as some old ones, taking each day as it comes, one step at a time.

but perhaps till greyness stares at me in my face, i should embrace those already greyed and sore at the joints, loving them for who they are and take heart that i am offered the chance to appreciate their antics. watching them just fade away before my eyes is painful. it only means that goodbye is drawing nearer to the doorstep, and i don't know if i can ever face it. goodbye is the hardest word to say.

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