Day 73

There’s beauty in the breakdown.

I’ve recently been struggling with the concept of getting older. Nothing crazy, just a little bit of everything. 

Like looking at older photos makes me miss my pink hair. But am I now too old for that now? Is it too late? 

I then notice the lines on my face in the mirror. The aging signs on the hands. My fitness taking longer to come back. The slower pace of life. The feeling of time running out. 

It’s been making me question a few things like do I have a few bits done here and there. Or do I just embrace it and leave the lines to tell a story.