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Rifling through my purse for stamps, I noticed something.
I'm so not a kid anymore.
Eye drops, glasses for seeing far away, inhaler, Tylenol. Tums.
Bills that need to be written out, calculator.
When I was twenty, it was a book or two, wallet with a debit card and some cash, my ID.
Condoms on the microscopic chance that sex might've happen.....
Excuse me while I go count my gray hairs.
I'm so not a kid anymore.
Eye drops, glasses for seeing far away, inhaler, Tylenol. Tums.
Bills that need to be written out, calculator.
When I was twenty, it was a book or two, wallet with a debit card and some cash, my ID.
Condoms on the microscopic chance that sex might've happen.....
Excuse me while I go count my gray hairs.