eat me henger

life probably begins at 40 because, by then, our youthful energy has depleted. we no longer have that inner turbulence of wanting to find our place in the world. our diminished neuroplasticity nudge us to things we're familiar and comfortable with. life probably begins at 40 because, finally, we find tranquility with the person we built for ourselves. but until then, i have a couple more years to become that person.

it's been a while since i checked in. it's probably going to be the general theme of my writing moving forward. unless something significant happens.  i can feel my hormones aren't what they used to be. i don't have the same enthusiasm for life as i used to have - or what's little of it. my natural inclination for depression had always dulled my experience of life. it's never as exciting or as dynamic as other peoples' lives seemed to be. or perhaps, comparison is thieving away at my joy. i could very well argue that my perception is the only practically valid perspective. so if other people are living better, then it's none of my business. or, again, it's just the declining hormones talking. humans are such a slave to our hormones. if we're so intelligently designed, then the spike in hormones in our adolescence and early adulthood should've been our springboard to our life's constant trajectory - like entrepreneurship, or a skilled voca