There's these two guys I know. One's older than the other by a year; and I call him the younger of the two.
I always made it a point to tell the other one that he's OLD. Usually, he'd get a displeased and stern look on his face. He'd say to the other, “Hey, she called us old!”
I always pointed out that I called him old and not the other one.
Why?
When you can not enjoy life anymore, you're old.
When you're bitter and pessimistic, you're old.
When you can't stare up into the sky and wonder...
When you stop creating...
When you lose your passion...
Age doesn't matter.
How you live your life does.
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