Probably the simplest hypothesis... is that there may be a slow process of annihilation of matter.
I look really young. I always get carded at bars. No one believes that I'm over 18, let alone over 21.
My mother would never let me in the kitchen. I always wanted to cook, but I was never allowed to. Her view of the world was, 'Cooking is my job, and studying is your job.' I think, in retrospect, she didn't like the chaos. She was very orderly. It had to be her way.