I am 35 And It’s Not Even Started

I am already 35.

It is super easy to say that number just in once. Honestly, I have never imagined the day when I will step into the 35th chapter of my life book! But, it happened eventually. That day is already standing in the middle of my 30s.

How do I feel now?

Though, I have never asked that myself before. Since life is going on its way every day. And after a long time, I have turned my life into simply a one-day routine.

Well, I can’t believe that I have already closed these 35 chapters of my life book. As if I have just started listing these in yesterday’s evening time. How those chapters of mine passed away so fast!

And now, taking a deep breath, I hope that the next chapters will get into a more well-organized, and self-promising format it has ever been. At some point, I started to mumble myself “hey, life is not actually bad”. Well, the bad news is that I have run out of those 35 life chapters of mine…

Thirty-five is not a bad number actually. It is the sequence of integer numbers starting and finishing between 30 and 40. That’s how mathematically we have structured so far.

Whenever I do the maths with such sequential counts, I literarily start to look again and examine learning cycles at a young age.

For instance, children are never getting bored with doing some failed performance multiple times. Because all they care about at that moment of time is to master whatever they accomplish.

And it’s nothing to do with the outcome of that performance; either to succeed or fail the next round.

If you desperately listen to any motivated mathematician, you will end up with a feeling that any number sequence between the 30s & 40s is actually the preparatory digits for stepping into the next repeating phase: 50s & 60s…

When I list those 35 chapters of mine, all I know that I can’t exchange them with the untouched ones out there. And I can not even replace them with the new ones.

That is the rule of life we are all living; breathing and passionately burning with daily “must-to-do” tasks that may be in the list of “list-to-do” in some other people.

And I am not here in the mood of sharing with you — “hey look, I am posting my 35 life rules” what I have learned so far. Well, I am quite sure that there are dozens of such mediocre numbered lessons from others who are in the list of H. sapiens community.

As time passes, I start to come up with one simple fact of my life. Despite the sense of feeling “getting old”, I am more alert on life rules than any times of up to date life journey. As if it is starting from the beginning…

Slowly by dropping my feelings into text, I start to get to the point of — “life starts after the 40s, 50s, 60s, or even more interestingly 70s”.

In my opinion, that sense of feeling stays young and healthy all the time comes from the eternity that exists all the time within us.

Everybody wants to live longer. Stay young and healthy.

Each. Every. Day.

Looking back at my 35 years of life journey, all these short fragments of my life remind me of different experiences. I don’t complain about my life, nor my current condition. Instead, I am proud of what I have done in the past, and what I am doing currently.

I am so proud that I had multiple opportunities to attain what I had to get. I am proud of my parents and relatives. For their kindness and affection during my childhood.

I thank the Creator for providing me with such enormous opportunities on the way of my life journey. Possibly, not everybody may have had a happy start.

And alongside with a happy ending. You may never know…