I think I'm slipping into a mid life crisis. Is this my 23 or 24? I can't remember the last time I tried to stop and count how many of my years went by just like that. I don't want regrets, yet I kept sinking into spirals. I hate them. That's one side of me that never changed. How do people change so easily and yet I remained stagnant for years.

These days, I keep running into things that I can't do. I can't do them because of various reasons. Laziness, or just simply not being able to persevere enough. Perhaps, I keep giving myself excuses of doing it another day. What happened to that persistence side of me that kept me going up to date. I wish change was easy to make and adapt. Nobody likes change. Everyone loves to live in the moment (provided they are happy), but the cruel truth is that time does not spare anyone.

The clock is ticking and I'm just letting opportunities slip by. This is the prime of my life and I ought to do something about it, before I regret it.