Have you ever felt like the time is slipping through your fingers? And the feeling is it getting stronger the older you get? I for sure feel like that. I feel like the days are passing one by one, weeks and months are flying and I am actually not moving at all. I am achieving barely anything. Do you know that feeling? Is it just a feeling or is it the reality?
Do you sometimes feel like you are inadequate? Like you just average and nothing you do makes much of a difference? I know that’s probably a sign of the middle age crisis, but seriously, is this what I’m supposed to feel like? What is my “thing” in life?
I am pretty used to taking certain types of risks. I made a few risky decisions in my life. Some of it paid off, some if it didn’t, but I always learned something from these experiences.
I warn you this blog will be intense and possibly controversial. I want to tackle the issue of freedom of speech. To be more precise, I want to investigate if it still exists or are we living in a society where only the widely accepted opinions are the once we are allowed to voice.
One of the usual things that come with getting older is the dreaded wrinkle. It would be good if there was only one, but no, we will get a full, wonderful set of them. So what follows is the relentless search for lotions or potions that can solve the problem. Quickly we get to the conclusion that nothing really works… well almost nothing. Apparently, Botox may help.
I think I am a bit at the crossroads and I am not sure which way to choose. I battle the dilemma every day for the last few weeks and can not make up my mind. I am torn between several options and can’t decide which way to go. So I wonder if this is another sign of midlife crisis…?
Do you remember that song? It was so good and so outrageous at the time! Ohh yeah, sorry if you thought this blog would be about sex life, then I need to disappoint you. I actually want to write about music and how much better it was when I was younger. Yes, I sound old!
It is bizarre to feel this lost and disconnected from the world around. I dream big, I want a lot, but I feel small and insignificant. Is this midlife crisis?
Exercise is not something that comes to me naturally. But now that I am over 40 years old, do I need to review my attitude to exercise?
I have a very peculiar relationship with my hair. First of all, of course, my hair is not what I want. Second, I never get out of the hairdressers with what I asked for.
Do you know that saying “taking form our shelf”? It refers to losing people from the same or similar age. Older, we get more people around us will perish. I just didn’t think it will be so sudden and senseless.