Seasons change
Clothes lighten up
Blacks and browns
Turn coral and lemon
Toes peek out of shoes
Nails painted prettily
Legs smoothed
Exfoliated.
When the task can no
Longer be ignored a
Shift is made from
Old to new handbag.
Grimly the former is
Held upside down,
Its contents laid bare
Upon a quilt:
Six quarters, two nickles,
One dime, and many
Pennies.
Individually wrapped
Toothpicks and breath mints,
A bottle of Advil and a
Tube of hand cream.
Keys on a jingly ring and two
Tubes of lip balm.
Plus a wad of paper receipts.
Into the new bag go the
Necessary items. But at
One time, everything felt
Necessary.
Praying for Eyebrowz 
I am mostly a backpack kind of girl. I think you must be a saddlebag type as you can chuck or stuff it into that storage space on your motorcycle without it spilling….
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Little known fact–I stuck my entire purse inside my saddlebag! I’m one tough biker babe. đ
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Same here. A normal purse won’t be enough to hold my book…notebooks…newspapers…random scraps of paper with important lists on them…etc…etc…
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You make me smile. It is like you had held upside down my own purse…. just the currency is different đ
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And ah, the leg shaving. It will happen…soon. Or so I promise myself!
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