The moment you realize you're actually getting older.. your priorites, thoughts and mindset starts changing up on you, telling you what you need to do, where you need to be.. gradually.., without even asking for your permission.. Like why?? I mean don't get me wrong I'm adjusting to it, the change and all, but make it stop.. I need more time, you know like backdated time, maybe like a yr or a couple more years.. cause.. I'm not ready.. not ready.. to grow up... YET...
Some time ago last year, At about 8 am in the morning while strolling to catch my Gobus for work by Square one, I wasn't really feeling the music on my playlist, so I decided to switch off the music and slide my phone back in my jacket pocket. As I looked ahead I saw from a distance, a beggar on the street walking back and forth by the highway exit reaching out to cars for some change. I reached out for my wallet and pulled out a crisp twenty dollar note to give to him, I was so excited because I couldn't wait to see the look on his face while he received it. However, I noticed something very interesting, I realized that as I walked closer towards his direction, he was walking farther away from mine. Obviously he had no idea how lucky he was about to get, rather he was more focused on his normal routine which was, holding a sign and going from car to car asking for some change. I thought to myself, "okay, slow down a little, maybe he'll come towards your direction b