Through life we go on walking taking many risks at young ages. Living the moment, enjoy the second, minute and hour that is currently going on. Everything is to be short lived and only enjoyed. But we finally age, then we are left with, with days, months and years that we look back and we would consider changing, some we look to go back to and live again. Things are taken in a more general and broader spectrum. As hour years grow shorter, and our skin stretches longer we are left with just the grip on an old walking stick. A grip not wanting to let go. Just not simply about the fact that we need this stick to walk… no. We hold on to our life itself, we hold on to those days, months and years of our lives that we would look forward to if we were to repeat them and also regret because we would still change them… Simply hold on to the one thing that keeps you stable. Only being capable of looking back for our physical abilities will leave with time.
