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Originally Posted by ladyislingering
today I bought a vintage jewelry box (I think it might be from the late 1950s) and the feelings that washed over me when I cradled it in my hands were incomprehensible. the way the insides gently dip from age, the soft interior, the feeling of knowing that someone as young as I (at some point) put their treasures in here, years before I'd ever had a reason to myself... there aren't words to describe it.
the clearest word I can use is "comfort" and I couldn't tell you why. it just made me so happy.
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Mom bought me a gorgeous jewellery box but it kind of smells like poo when it's opened. We think it's something to do with the materials it's made with (is was new when I got it). I keep things in there but just have it closed mainly.
I am getting a cold because stupid piece of **** ****bags are coughing and not covering their mouths. I have gone OD on lemon, honey, vit c tabs, throat spray, and panadol. I'm utterly cold today too.