The last time I realized I was in middle age.
How did it happen? Simply. I memorized my childhood years and reminded myself that I was not a kid anymore. Moreover, I am not a teenager anymore. I wrote this text on the 23rd of September, 2023, at 38 years old. Undoubtedly, I am a mature human in the very early stages of middle age. How do I feel? I would say I feel great.
I feel like a teenager deep in my mind, heart, and soul.
Undoubtedly, creating something out of nothing (e.g., doing street photography, writing texts, preparing subsequent “Diaries’” editions and sets of images like “Negation of the End” or “Transience”), intermittent fasting (since December 2020, I eat not earlier than 7 p.m. and avoid processed food), and exposing my body to cold (since April 2021 I regularly take freezing showers and expose my body to frigid temperatures by walking in summer clothes in freezing temperatures) have been instrumental in helping me feel good.
These habits have not only improved my physical health but also my mental well-being.
When I think about it, and if I compare my life to the Sun’s circulation, I would place my life in the middle of summer. The spring of my life, with my childhood and teenage years, was already gone. My inner Sun shines with one of the most potent energies I’ve ever felt. I am not afraid of the old age ahead of me because I believe my inner Sun will still provide eternal, creative sun rays to all my surroundings. Fall and Winter, here I come! I want to dive deep into your dark, sad, and cold energies because I know you also have great things to offer to brave people. No matter how old you are, my Dear Friend, I recommend accept aging and I hope you will also find deep in yourself a curious child about everything that surrounds him.
