Getting older

When we were young, we always wanted to know almost about everything. We wanted to know every story, every secret about everyone. We befriended so many people, hoping to know their story, their life. We intended to be involved in life.

When we were young, we were so passionate almost about every thing. We loved to tell almost every story, every adventure we had to almost everyone who wants to listen. Well, sometimes we told stories to them who don't want to hear anyway.

As years pass by, we grow older. We don't really want to know every story, or every secret about anyone. We don't love others like we used to. We don't trust people. We learned that people cannot be trusted.

Then we realize that as we grow older, we don't tell much stories anymore, we listen instead. We've seen so many things, experienced so many adventures. So many stories we have yet the intention to tell stories becomes less.

Wow. Is getting older really THAT boring?

For you who asks, i'd say NO. When you are older, you have learned that life is a bitch, and the truth always hurts.

Remember all those fairy tales you've read? None of them really exist. Remember all the good people from those Enid Blyton's books? They almost extinct. Happiness is nothing but just an illusion. Nobody cares.

That's when you know that all of your stories and adventures are just about how to survive in this hell called life.

You start to live 'the boring way', as you called it. But it's not really that bad, because you'll learn later that it's the only way to have decent life. It'll only be 'boring' if you think it is.

And that's when you know you have to accept that this is life. You can't have all those bullshit you dreamed, or those beliefs you had when you were younger.