the Beauty of Immature

It's middle of Autumn here in Japan. The extremely heat during Summer was gone finally. In line with the changing, my physical and mental condition is getting better day by day.

In the calm day of Autumn, I knew I'm not the same who I was in the past. I can enjoy every incidents I have. For example, if someone has opposite opinion with mine, I think it's interesting. If someone gets too emotional, I stay with keeping calm. I could not do such the stable behavior one year ago. I might be the person who have a dignified bearing. 

When I knew this new condition, I've missed myself of the past. I miss those negative side of mine, such as, weakness, restless, confusion, easy to shock everything...On one hand these are very annoying feelings. One the other hand, there is the beauty of immature in those feelings. I slightly want to take back it but probably, it's never happened again.