George Richards woke up this morning with an unsettling feeling in his gut. He rolled out of bed, not noticing his creaky bones and achy muscles, and stumbled to the window to observe the usual routine of the sun's morning rise. But as he opened his curtains, George gasped. The sun was still the same as ever – not an age spot or wrinkle on its surface. George, on the other hand, was starting to look like a prune.
It was an existential crisis like no other. How could the sun, the one celestial body that George could count on, not age while he kept getting older and older? Was it a paradox of astrophysics?
George sat down and did some research and found out that the sun does age, but at a much slower rate than humans. In fact, the sun was only about half-way through its life cycle, with another 5 billion years to go until it dies.
As George contemplated the magnitude of time and the vastness of the universe, he realized that his own life was a mere blip in the grand scheme of things. He had spent so much time worrying about getting wrinkles and age spots that he had forgotten to enjoy life.
So, with newfound vigor, George decided to make the most of his remaining years. He quit his job, sold his house, and booked a one-way ticket to Japan. George had always wanted to see the cherry blossoms.
As he boarded the plane, George couldn't help but feel a sense of freedom and adventure. He was finally living life on his terms, and it felt good.
Looking out the window as the plane took off, George could see the sun starting to set. It was still the same as ever – not an age spot or wrinkle on its surface. But now, George didn't feel afraid of getting older – he felt excited for all the adventures that were still to come.
