Be Careful With The Reflection In The Mirror

The darker mornings amaze now, and yet, I am no stranger to the change of seasons and nor is it unfamiliar to me that days grow shorter in the wintertime and the nights grow longer.However, I am amazed at how fast times change hands and hence, I am amazed at the hour and the darkness since it was recent that the sun stayed out later and woke earlier. I used to stay out until dawn. I used to break the night and see the sunrise from different places after long nights in the City.I have memories of being young and of course, I swore that I was defiant and perhaps resilient. I swore that I could stay young, somehow, but again; time and age are always undefeated.I am old now. I am not ancient and nor am I elderly and yet, my age is at the verge of senior and elderly benefits to which I laugh a little as I shake my head.Time escaped me.I can say this for sure.And in some ways, life escaped me. I have lived, despite my life and I have died alive more times than I can count. Death occurs in…