One of the really nice things about moving is finding all the old things that you thought were lost.
As an example, I found a gold necklace, which based on my size, now seems more like some gold bracelets of old. Okay, maybe not that bad but it feels like it.
I have found old letters I wrote. Poems that were written. All kinds of really good things within my stash of stuff.
HAve a happy day.
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