Let the 15 years sink in

F ifteen years if a lot, but to fear time is wonder around, absent of progress would be foolish... Dynamism can be unforgiving. As I transition through each phase of life, the expectation of change looms. In 15 years, I can only imagine the alteration I’d have to go through. Will I still find joy in Japanese-animated shows? Will I continue indulging in bleak, realistic fiction which mirrors the more brutal aspects of life? Will the same meaty, savory cuisines still satisfy me? Or will I remain the same—stagnant, lazy, yet mentally composed? The challenges adulthood serves would take courage to overcome. Yet, I am determined to face them head on. As time flies by, maturity starts to sink in, and the harsh side of life reminds you to always be prepared. Entering adulthood, I will gather skills, fortify my resolve, and patiently strategize my path. ...