I don't want to grow old

Thinking back, I just realised how time flies. In no time, I'll be in the army and after which, the university. And soon, I'll be just like my father. It's scary when you think about the future, with endless possibilities ahead of you. How I wish life can just freeze at this point in time. I'm happy now; I don't want to grow old. I like it just as it is. But of course time doesn't freeze. Unfortunately. I can't imagine the fact that I'll be on my own when I start working. There seems to be this sense of loneliness and emptiness that awaits me when it's my turn to face the world. I guess I'm worried. I'm not being paranoid though. I mean this was a reality check for me. All these while, people have been talking about their aspirations and what not, but fail to realise that it's not going to be as smooth a journey as they think. I'm not saying it's wrong to dream and think big. What I'm saying is that sometimes, when you spend a few minutes thinking about the future, you start to see that it's pretty much ambiguous. In other words, there is uncertainty, anything could happen at all. Oh well, life's like that. I'll just have to do my part and hope for the best. I guess that's what we all have to do.