Gabby: Another birthday! I’m going to stop celebrating. What’s there to celebrate – getting old and decrepit?
Cherif: Are you kidding me? We’re in the prime of our lives. Who’s decrepit? I’m not.
Gabby: If I’m in my prime, then why do I feel so middle age?
Cherif: It’s a matter of perspective. It’s true that we’re not spring chickens anymore, but who wants all of the angst of youth? Not me. I like living these mature years without the insecurity and uncertainty of youth.
Gabby: It’s not that. I don’t miss the awkwardness of my teenage years, and I definitely don’t miss the struggles I had to go through in my 20s. What I miss is the excitement of seeing and experiencing things for the first time. If I’m nostalgic, then I’m nostalgic for the innocence of youth.
Cherif: Come on. There’s nothing stopping you from seeing and trying new things now. Don’t tell me that you’ve seen and done everything.
Gabby: No, I haven’t.
Cherif: Then you’ll come with me next Saturday, and I guarantee you a new experience.
Gabby: What new experience?
Cherif: Have you ever tried skydiving?
Gabby: No, I haven’t and I don’t plan to now. I may be old, but I’m not ready to kick the bucket yet!