I'm in a funk, this is your warning.
My face suddenly has a few wrinkles. My hair suddenly has a few grays. I can no longer eat whatever I want and rely on my young metabolism to keep me looking thin. But I eat what I want anyway. My "cute" clothes no longer fit. Who am I? I don't recognize myself in the mirror. I try to avoid photos as much as possible because I don't like seeing myself. I don't just mean the physical changes, but also the look in my eyes. When did I become this lump of a person? When I'm at work, I sit on my ass. When I'm at home, I sit on my ass. I'm so tired, so indifferent. What happened to my zest for life?
I see people out there doing great things and living life to the fullest and I wonder... Am I the only person who feels this way?
And who is this person that I've become?