Growing old is inevitable, yet it’s not what I talk about. I’m talking about being more developed in mind, being pragmatic, being realistic, being everything but chaste.

In fact it’s the destiny, of you, of me, of everyone.

Why and how? I don’t know. We grew up through difficulties we faced; through pains we suffered; through scarces we had. We learnt a lot every single time. So in order to protect ourselves, we do the same things to others, insult them, change them, and make them being mature.

The maturity is inevitable because of its irony characteristic that being both the consequence and derivation of itself.

Just embrace the new me.