Rainy day, again. When I come home from PT and get a soak in the hot tub, I will go sit in the gallery window and write in my journal. Since the story in the senior news, I get a lot of waves and horn honks. I guess people read the paper. Today I will write a long version of the prompt about a childhood photograph. It brings up memories of long ago days. Good and bad.
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