Be Careful With The Reflection In The Mirror

No one talks about the different degrees of manhood or the early years when manhood is on the horizon. But I often find myself questioning the past or the times when I was disloyal to my truths and failed to follow my dreams.No one notices how the younger freedoms of an earlier life is a fleeting thing, which is moving fast and growing farther behind me. No one sees this until it is too late and the past is a far-moving thing that grows more distant without closure or a proper goodbye.I say this often enough and yet; I have to say this again. I always believed that age and the future is something that happens to old people.I swore that I would never grow old.I would never become too serious.I swore that I would never be weak and that I would never stop. I swore that I would always be shooting like stars in the post-midnight at pre-dawn and wild like I used to be in the pre-millennium afterhours places in SoHo. I always wanted to be “something,’ which is not to say that I was…

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