Birthday with depressive number causing flash backs.
Me, a thousand years ago.
I can see a few familiar traits in this picture, my mother’s mostly, but grandmother’s also. Traits that mean trouble.
Trouble was my nickname in the office when I lived in London. (Put an idealist in an advertising agency 😉
Trouble found me a few times in my life, but I learn, age does that.
[Dramatic moment in old black and white movie]:
“My age? Well let’s say, I wasn’t born yesterday.”