If we are lucky, the patina of life slowly develops as we experience losses, big and small. Each loss, failure or setback leaves its distinct mark, a collective sheen that eventually develops into the patina called wisdom.
Youth has a propensity towards ideals, purity and perfection. The young envision the ideal world of eternal happiness, constant progress, the ever-blooming garden, and the ageless lover. It is the storybook world of the handsome prince on a white horse carrying the beautiful virgin to a happy-ever-after utopia.
In the midst of planning our ideal life, however, life has plans of its own for us, often hard, and at times brutal.
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