Getting older...

Life is short - play more (x-box)

(Leia em português)

I’m feeling older... the beginning of a constant concerning... I’m getting older each day... hour... minute... the time passes, without stopping anywhere and us... only when we stop, we understand that the time doesn’t really stop... leaving us behind, and we’re getting more mature... and getting rotten...
I am surprised by recent health concerns... understanding that after all it is not good having steel health (or iron)... we rust... concur that after all, all we’re getting older...
Finally start to wonder if really will be life beyond death... such a desire for that reality... a fear of reaching an end starts to appear... I don’t think deeply about the subject, or that my intends, but it’s my truly concern when there’s no other subject.
Start to feel less energy... my skin is loosing smoothness... less hair... this is happening in a hallucinate rhythm...
The resistance to sleep, this is also in reduction, and often leaves me sown in my chair waiting that someone take me from this one to somewhere else I can truly restated my energies... and live constantly in the past... remembering good memories... great moments... those when everything ran without any concerns... in these times of puberty, when I only wanted to be... older.