Dear Person Who Stole My Mom’s Purse From the Changing Room at Kohl’s,
I hope you burn in hell.
Love, Donna
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I guess in truth, it was time to start from scratch. I now have a new wallet…no credit cards, no license, no med. cards, no photos (that encompass my life and history), nada. My handbag is equally empty and void of any personality. I’m angry, too, but mainly at myself. Shopping is no excuse for not staying sharp. Maybe, I’ll just buy myself a cute little fanny pack……I’m kidding!
I guess in truth, it was time to start from scratch. I now have a new wallet…no credit cards, no license, no med. cards, no photos (that encompass my life and history), nada. My handbag is equally empty and void of any personality. I’m angry, too, but mainly at myself. Shopping is no excuse for not staying sharp. Maybe, I’ll just buy myself a cute little fanny pack……I’m kidding!