The sun is coming out at last after a week of rain and gloomy days. But yet it feels so good to curl up in bed with a cup of Pho noodle soup, coffee and a good book. I always dream of days that I could actually do that but it seems like it never happens. Every time I have the opportunity to just lounge around, I just happen to think of something else that I could do. I had a good long chat with one of my coworker and she mentioned something that caught my attention. She said that when a woman reach her thirties her metabolism somehow is slower and it is harder to loose weight. I immediately panicked and started to ask some other coworkers if it is true. I found out that most women do believe that everything started to slow down when they reached that age. I have a couple of years more to go before I reach thirty. Even as young as I am now I have slow metabolism so what does that leave me when the time comes. I use to remember when my parents, aunts and uncles, teachers or any old person would scold me, I promised myself that I would never grow old and rather die young. Well after years has passed and growing old seems to be a no win situation, I have come to the realization that no one can stop time. But the process has already began when I noticed little signs of aging. Some of my hair has decided to turn gray and my hands starts to hurt every now and then. I dont think it is the fact of being older that scares most people but it is more of the mental thing where your body will not be as functional compared to when you were at the peak of your young, very young years. Let us just say that your body have earned mileage through the years and started depreciating in value.