ludicrously speaking

i met up with an old friend last nite. nothing’s changed, it felt like we were back in school, sneaking away from sports meet or some lame lectures, hanging out in town doing silly things. we talked about the past years spent searching for our path in life, and our current perspective, living the way we did. We’re 24 yrs of age, neither young or old, reflecting made us very upset about how the years have slipped through our hands. He for one refuses to grow up and kept his dreams alive. He spoke of no regrets. I can relate to him because i wake up everyday , thankful for person i’ve become, or rather, still am.
But i’m older, and would be even more, the exterior will change but no more damage than that… i hope.