in my post about being robbed, i said that i was not upset about losing my things. i totally, totally lied. i was devastated. every time. i STILL miss my purse and my scarf from that first time (not to mention all those sentimental things that i mentioned just after commenting about how non-materialistic i was), my teaching notebook from the second and my wallet from the third. no, scratch that. i don’t miss that wallet – i still dream about that wallet. it was gorgeous – the best wallet i’ve ever owned. and all of the things that i lost that first time, well, i never fully got over it.
just had to say that.