I reflect in my old persons perspective and think how easily this might have been on an old postcard. I remember looking at old photographs as a kid and thinking that all things literally were black and white during the olden' days.
As an adult with a dose of reality and prospective under my belt, I can reflect to my own past. Many memories are now engraved there...and they are in black and white.
As an adult with a dose of reality and prospective under my belt, I can reflect to my own past. Many memories are now engraved there...and they are in black and white.
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