PHOTO PROMPT © Ted Strutz
Ah, the fervor of youth, when we could accomplish anything. Too many of the inexorable calendar leaves have rudely smacked me. Now, as I approach the ¾ of a century mark, the saying, ‘I’m not as good as I once was, but I’m as good once, as I ever was’ is no longer a joke.
The mind is willing, but the body is weak – and stiff – and sore. I would still like to be able to do more. It feels like my mighty engine has been removed. I’m running on empty.
Click on the title to hear Jackson Browne sing my elegy, and go to Rochelle’s Addicted to Purple site and use her Wednesday photo as a prompt to write a complete 100 word story.