I’m pondering on my age. I started feeling desperate about old age after reaching 25 because I’ve always been warned about all the changes to come as a full grown woman. As a routine, I keep track of the transformation of my body compared to my past experiences I had with it and vigorously I feel that the process of aging is sneaking up on me. My skin is getting drier and I suffer outbreaks frequently before my period each month. My hair becomes thinner throughout time which is the problem I’d never expected before since I have always been known as someone with a thick hair texture. And most importantly, the youthfulness in me was transcended by age. However, the fear of ignorance urges me to delve into the roots of my disease and sickness to find out the best practices of healing that I sorely need. I know there must be a solution for all things and it is somewhere out there in the middle of my subconscious. Marie Curie once said that nothing in life is to be feared, it...