Growing… wiser?

Sitting in the breezy waiting area of an SOP compliant barbershop gives you time to contemplate the important things in life… like how you shouldn’t have destroyed your standard-5 classmate’s DragonBall Z comics by reading them in the bathroom, and how much less hair there is on your head nowadays. 😅

Oh, well, nothing lasts forever, does it? I suppose we just have to make the most of what we have… while we have it.

Not too long after we all switched our calendars to a new year, the calendar of my own life advanced also. Though I’ll need more fingers to reply each heartwarming message I received here, each one brightened up my face, and for that I will always be grateful.

Age is a funny thing.

In my line of work I have been surprised to see bodies completely worn out at age 25, and even more amazed to see springy 85 year old ones. It would be too generic to say age is only a number, so I would rather say that life is whatever you make of it.

Large green leaves shake in the wind before me. The door behind me opens with a chime and the barber calls my name. The time for daydreaming is over.

It’s time to move.

Originally written on 6 January 2020 at Ravi’s Barber Shop, Petaling Jaya, Selangor a few days after I turned… time for that ‘details have been changed to protect privacy’ statement. 😆