My bag was making what I thought was a really interesting sound while walking today. I got it home really excited and now I just don’t know what to do with it. I just don’t know.
It’s like the feeling of getting a new shirt; when you’re at the store you’ve convinced yourself how much better life is going to be with the purchase of that shirt. You try it on, you feel like a new man/woman.
You go to the cashier without looking at the price, it doesn’t matter this is the completion of your life and your happiness we’re dealing with, and you pay wth whatever credit card can feasibly hold it til next pay day.
All the way home you’re giddy, you can’t wait to get to the mirror to try it on again, and maybe even wear it out that night to meet that special someone or do that special thing.
You do end up wearing it that night. Your friends l o v e it on you. Where did you get it? Oooohhhhh, I’ll have to go myself.
You are happy and full. Then, the next day you wake up and look at the shirt on the floor next to your bed and realize it’s just another shirt. It’s not new anymore. Just another ……shirt……
That’s how I feel about this sound right now, just another sound….