Speaking of “something that comes with age,” I thought that “Creak” was the word in the photo’s middle light bulb. Then I took another look, and was relieved to see that, at my advanced age, I can not only creak, but create.
When the sky is dark and grey clouds gather such moments are a writer’s succour, comfort and joy. May your epiphanies be many today and thereafter. Happy Day.
I Write Her 
Speaking of “something that comes with age,” I thought that “Creak” was the word in the photo’s middle light bulb. Then I took another look, and was relieved to see that, at my advanced age, I can not only creak, but create.
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LOL Well, I’m glad you figured it out! 😉
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When the sky is dark and grey clouds gather such moments are a writer’s succour, comfort and joy. May your epiphanies be many today and thereafter. Happy Day.
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🙂 Thank you, Goff!! I feel that is naturally something that comes with age and life experience. Like with anything, we build on it.
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I totally agree. Happy Day.
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