As time goes by, I have changed. I am not as grandiose as before, not as naive as before, and not as fearless as before. I am becoming more and more dull. I yearn for the kind of life with smoke curling from the kitchen stove. I know that being dull is a blessing. But once it becomes dull, the people around you will no longer be able to find the original passion and slowly leave. The turning back made me wonder whether being plain was right or wrong. Maybe as the days go by, I will know.
You said, you are not so childish anymore, everything is a life experience. It is not easy to meet each other. We should cherish the days together.