YES! YES! YES!
Yes!
Sweet Baby Jesus carrying a fringe bag at Coachella!
Well, you jarred my memory. It turns out that I have 16 bags. I’d forgotten about this messenger bag. It’s been stashed away. The buckle has a photo of me and my horse. Judging by my very flat chest, my hairstyle, and the horse, I must have been about 13 when the photo was taken (1963). The bag was made later. It’s seen a few rock concerts...
But more importantly.....This means that something else leaves the closet. I have no regrets......about then or releasing another bag into the universe. The journey continues...


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