Life is too short to live mediocrely. Life is too short to miss out on things I want to do. Life is too short not to make it fancy! Life is too short not to take that vacation! Life is too short not to try that bodycon dress I have always wanted to flaunt! Life is too short not to make memories. Life is too short not to experiment. Life is too short not to fail. Life is too short not to make an effort. Life is too short not to give it a chance. Life is too short to hold grudges. Life is too short to harbor hatred. Life is too short not to smile. Life is too short not to take that risk. Life is too short not to live it.

I have already come to an age where I want to return to being five – unfortunately, I cannot. Soon I will be sixty years old – smiling at my partner (maybe just me smiling at my reflection in the mirror), remembering all the good times and bad, waiting for the little things to unfold. Life is a beautiful journey – it is best if I travel it happily, making memories and going with the flow. Life is too short not to paint it vibrant – it is rather foolish not to make it wholesome. Life is too short to miss those opportunities and take a stand.

Life is too short to break those promises I made to me. Life was too fast for me to realize later that the best thing I could do was to wholly accept who I am and be the best version of me. Life is the best teacher – what I have learned from my personal experiences, none could have taught me otherwise.

Soon I will be sixty, with wrinkles forming on my skin and memories fresh yet flashy – a surreal smile and a heart that races back to the 90s when I was a kid. Rooted thoughts and long-lost love for the little things in life, age is not just a number. It opens windows of wisdom, power, fears, and scars. Soon I’ll be sixty years old… I might as well use each day to the best, to be the best!