I would have to say that my sense of humor has improved with age… sort of like a fine wine. The older I get, the funnier things seem to be getting. Either that or I’m just crazier than I used to be… it’s possible, you know.
Cookies?
I love to laugh…
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I’m an Imagination Station…
It seems that as I age, colors become brighter, sounds more melodious, and feelings become so much more palpable!
My nights are full of vivid dreams to chase, while in my waking hours, my eyes see exciting adventures, one right after another. My vision is constantly filled with epic hero’s and gentle love stories, at every turn.
I can’t help it! It just seems to happen all on its own, without any help on my part!
If I set my mind to it, I can pull up an adorable short story, or even a funny anecdote, in the blink of an eye!
Inside this brain is an imagination think tank of enormous proportions, kicking out one thing after another. It’s a full time job trying to record and keep track of all the differing adventures.
Maybe I’m just turning senile, but it feels like the older I get, the more stories begin to fuel themselves, without my assistance. I think that once a character has been developed in my mind, they seem to take on a life of their own, becoming independent of who I thought they might become.
So, I sit in front of my computer ever single day, emptying out all of the adventures that are constantly hammering at the back of my brain. Feeling so much better once I can see the words written down on the screen before me, I enjoy some well needed rest. It doesn’t last too long though, and by the next day my brain is already full again!
Honestly, I don’t mind at all! The writing simply makes me feel alive, and I anticipate that it shall do so, until God calls me home. Now don’t you guys and gals feel so lucky!
And…. the added bonus is that with each passing day, my cookies get better and better!
Just sayin…
Here, have one…
Barrels Up…
Me, you, us…
Just as with a fine wine, we must age in order to gain…
With age comes quality, in a wine that is…
The flavor improves, along with the alchohol content and value. The more age and quality of the wine, the more people will want it. One might buy a bottle and then not drink it, hoping to age it more for the best taste.
What about with people…
The similarities to an aging person are kind of interesting. I think people improve in flavor, content, and value as they age… All those years of living produces the sweetest flavors of life. The bruising and crushing that occurs from our own life experiences, results in much of the richness and flavor one might taste. We also can end up on a shelf, stored away for a later date when our experience and wisdom might be useful.
If people can be like wine, that means they can be treasured, valued, and a pleasure to enjoy…
I am nowhere near aged enough to hold the flavors of those that have been bottled before my time. I am fairly confident, however, that when the cork is withdrawn from the barrel of my soul, there is gonna be a party, because I want to be 120 proof baby…
Journey With Me! 