I got this for $5 at the Rose Bowl last week. Impulsive and kind of stupid yes, seeing how old and crumbly it was. I meant to pass it by, but upon looking inside and seeing a yellowed piece of paper with the lyrics to "The Ballad of Davy Crockett" painstakingly typed out along with another lyric I stupidly became attached. I couldn't figure out what the bag had been for. A tiny set of binoculars? Probably not. A point and shoot camera bag? Maybe... I guess after a rough week previous I meant to console myself with retail therapy. I am doing much better lately, I have a schedule set for myself that I have finally decided to follow. Everything's in my own hands, and it's about time I start using them.
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