meeting an old friend....

i met an old friend the other day...she doesn't look different the last time i saw her which was six or seen years ago except for the streaks of white hair in her head but all in all she's still the same soft spoken lady i knew when we we're atill working together. for me,meeting old friends is like going back to old days when i don't have to worry we're will i sleep or wake up the next morning or where will the next meal come from 'coz in those days being young is a license to be free to do anything and worry free of anything. but these day's are different. it's not only you have to worry about going home early but if there's already food waiting for you when you get home or if you still have to cook it before you can eat even if your stomach is grumbling for food. yeah those days are gone and replaced by days of thundering stomachs and white hair.