my trademark bag

My dear friends, family and boyfriend,
I present you in all perfection
my trademark bag.
I decided a month ago to buy such a jewelry
in an upsurge of being in fashion,
like an elegant and sophisticated woman
I am not usually.
I had one problem:
needed 3,000 euro for this desire.
Too expensive for my pocket,
of course,
but I thought deserve every penny.
The impulse came from a specific area,
like the bag would give me
an identity of a special woman,
even supernatural,
cause calling the trademark before
gave me trembling hands and surreal dreams.
So, the only source I found was bank.
Went there with courage
and when they asked for what I needed the money,
I said quite important:’’ For my trademark bag”
They were too polite
to say what faces looked.
But I was more than happy
cause I got the money.
And here I am with this exquisite object,
never thought indeed when someone pointed out
I need clothes on the same level.
Out of the question I said,
I will wear it with my usual ones.
Right now I am in debt to the bank
for 5 years.
One month was in heaven.
Plan worked perfectilly.
I was breaking up with my boyfriend,
but got another one with more perspective,
went to parties I had never been before
and people treated me
like I was a diva.
One day was the day.
Some thief stole my bag, while I was in the park.
For the ocazie I could not speak,
move a single step.
I went to the police
saying to them this bag is my life.
They have to find her no matter what.
But never did.
Still paying rents,
I made up with my ex, who was calling me
to comfort me.
I made calculation what I might hane done with money:
go at least 10 trips in the whole world,
gave presents for a lot of people,
renovated a small house,
escape from hunger a homeless human being
for 2 years,
go to Disneyland and invite a few children
and on and on.
But keeping like this make me upset.
I realize there is nothing wrong with bag,
the thief,
and all the money I put into.
This is about me.
To be who I really am,
to be in place I belong too at the moment
and keep the balance
between I desire and I have to do to fulfill my dreams.
There is no object on the planet
more important than my identity and could
make me other than I am in natural state.
I never felt sorry for I bought her.
Still dream about her,
but lift to the level I really afford to buy it.
Meanwhile I am the same
with others
who already have her.
And need to point out this is my experience.
Yours could be different.

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