Very hard to accept

   Aging  is a part of natural process. It gives an intermediate course to encounter the death as a cushion period. And I fully undersand a flow behind this kind mechanism to follow; birth, Aging, Diesease, and Death. Sometimes, I find it very amazing how death in itself could settle down maintaing natural orders and selections. But the problem is that I can not take 'getting old' in a physical sense time to time. I find myself trying to avoid aging syndromes in the bottom of my hearts very often. And technically, I put it under the file named a menopause disorder. As a matter of fact, there is nothing I can do about it.

 

   If I am asked to choose between 'the blue pill' and 'the red pill' that the blue lives up to 80 plus years with experiencing aging and the red lives to 60 year limit without aging. I probably go for the red (without a hesitation).

 

   The scene of 'Matrix' movie is caught in my imagination for a while.