Changing Minds


etch-a-sketch While I was coming back from the shed this morning, trying to remember why I went to the shed in the first place, I realized my mind is changing as I get older. When I was younger my mind was like a pencil and a tablet. I could write memories on that tablet and they were almost indelible. Now my mind is more like an etch-a-sketch. Not only is it harder to write, but I keep shaking my damn head!

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