I’ve always been known to posess a youthful, friendly face but as of yesterday, that old nut called AGE finally hit me on the head. Ouch! It’s bloody painful!

After years of pacifying my own mother for her sparsely strands of white hair which she makes me pluck every now and then, I now understand. I so understand. Despite finding my first and only strand of white hair staring back at me on my mirror. Right at the top of my head, measuring three inches.

Life is over.

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