past

This morning, I found a little bit of my past. I was looking for my sunglass case, and remembered that I last used it when I went to the beach, so it was probably in my backpack. I store my backpack on the top shelf in my closet, and it sits on top of what I call my "business bags" - those black, over the shoulder lap-top sized soft briefcase things.

As I pull my backpack down to get the case out of it, I notice a little thing flutter down and land on the lower shelf. I look at it, and it's an old sticker. An old sticker of two little bears sitting next to each other. A sticker from when I used to obsess over stickers - and this was one of my favorite ones.



Where did these little guys come from? How did they get up there (presumably) between my backpack and business bags? I've not seen this for YEARS! The only thing up there that even has stickers on it is my flute case, and that is separated from the bags by my computer box.

Anyway. It made me pause and recollect all those memories. My mom gave me this sticker. I hardly ever used them (for some reason, I like to keep my stickers the way I bought them and never really actually *used* them, weird, eh?).

Made me happy.