I am not excited about it anymore. The fact that I am getting old scares me so much.
Can I buy my own house? Can I go to every places on my bucket list? Can I find a good guy that willing to do the dishes?
Will all these people I call friends still be here with me?
Will I get better job and salary? Where will I be in five years?
Can I survive somewhere without my family someday?
I don’t want to my hair getting thinner. I don’t want any wrinkles on my face. In fact, I can see wrinkles under my eyes everytime I smile.