That was (now that I’m thinking about it) over 600$ worth of stuff in that bag
Some hugely sentimental
Some I will never be able to replace.
But the weird thing is, I’m okay.
As you guys can possibly see, I’m in a pretty good mood.
I think I just crossed the threshold into something greater.
I feel good.
I didn’t realize how much baggage I was carrying in that bag until I lost it forever.
I think I’m okay with this.
It still sucks balls, but I can move on without being completely devastated.
At least, that’s what I feel like right now.
…I hope this feeling is genuine.