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Adulthood

Just got back from my hometown after a Chinese New Year trip. And if there’s one thing I keep thinking about since then, it’s this—so this is what being an adult feels like.

 

The weight of responsibility sits heavier each year. Being the only son means taking care of my mom, making sure she’s okay, making sure I’m okay. My back aches at least once a week, a little reminder that my body isn’t as resilient as it used to be. My eyesight is getting worse, even though I’ve tried to cut down my screen time. I’ve been trying to eat cleaner—less carbs, less sugar, more water, and workouts six days a week. (Tried, at least. The last time I jumped rope, I somehow hurt my back. No idea how that happened, but it did.)

 

And then, there’s time. It moves differently these days. Slipping through my fingers faster than I can hold onto it. One moment, I was in Japan celebrating New Year, and now? It’s already February. How?

 

Spending time in my hometown felt like a break from reality. Like stepping into a different world—one where time slows down, where life feels simpler, lighter. I woke up to a glass of hot milk that my mom had prepared, sat around the dining table with family, talked about things that weren’t work or deadlines. If felt like home, in every sense of the word. But the moment I stepped back into my usual routine, reality hit hard. The emails, the responsibilities, the constant planning for the future, the quiet fear of not knowing where life is heading. 

 

Sometimes, I wonder if this is just what adulthood really is—moving forward without a pause button, hoping we’re making the right decisions, but never truly knowing. I used to think growing up meant certainty, that one day I’d wake up and have everything figured out. But maybe it’s the opposite. Maybe it’s about learning to live with the questions and trusting ourselves along the way.

 

And yet, amidst all of this, I’ve realized that adulthood isn’t just about responsibilities—it’s also about finding joy in the little things. The small moments that make it all worth it. A good meal after a long day. A quiet night with my favorite movie. A workout that actually feels good instead of killing my back. The feeling of coming home, even if it’s just temporary. 

 

Life moves fast, but maybe that’s the part we have to learn—knowing when to slow down, when to breathe, when to appreciate what we have. Because even if I don’t have all the answers yet, I think I’m starting to understand what really matters. 

 

“The more I grow, the more I realize—life is about finding comfort in the unknown.”

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