When I was 19 times I listened to a song called The Three 'La Feria real' he says in one paragraph:
'A twenty-nine who is not
fragile, suffering, cynical and fearless. "
Today I am 29.
'm less fragile, less suffering, more cynical and less courageous.
I think it's called 'mature', which I think is most stalk that can happen to a human being burned to death after the penitentiary, that no human being deserves yada, yada, yada .. .-.
One of the pads is that I think all my friends from my pre-maturation stage remained in their own pre-ripening stage.
One of the nice things is that I do not get home with the 'heat' in summer.
Another bad things is that I read less.
Beyond that, the thing is more or less the same. I still occasionally misguided
with my haircuts. My batting remains intact. I still can not get wrinkles or gray hair, what keeps me in a 'this side' mental. I keep talking like Jack Sparrow. I have gotten more ambitious, and ambition requires discipline, ergo I have become more disciplined. About 5 years at this rate, I become a robot and I married a six-foot Asimo not care to be 'single mother. "
This is an important milestone in the last decade, my madresoltería. The break-G-point of maturation.
The other day I asked if it was' a single mother. " What gave me nausea. Since I have been asked Pablito is twice that stupidity. I hope not having to listen to more than twice a decade.
Beyond that, I think there's major landmarks.
Oh, I do not like Los Tres. I like those before, not now.
's from when I was 19.
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