is it a phenomenon when one gets older|not that i would consider myself old yet|but still|i ask myself where the good old times have gone|times, when life was ingenuous|meaning, that one was living from one day to the other not having to think about tomorrow|life as an adult can be exhausting|there are so many things one has to think about|topics one had not have to deal with when still a child|it makes me pensive|but still|i do not want the old times back|the rite of passage can be challenging|and now i am satisfied, happy and proud of my grown-up life|i love to look back|back to good memories and experiences with family and friends|and from time to time i take the liberty to be silly and act like a child|at the same time, i am excited what life still has to offer|one should pause and re-orient for a moment|to consider for oneself who and what is important in life|tell people how much you love them and how proud you are of them|enjoy life to its fullest|because you never know what tomorrow might bring