“One day, it just was gone. And I’m still devastated.”

Huh. Something of mine that went missing mysteriously… It’s really ironic this came up, because I was just thinking about it the other day. When I lived in Vancouver, I took a trip to Whistler, which is where the mountain hills where the Olympics were for, like, snowboarding and stuff in 2010. We go, we see the Olympic Village, we take the gondola ride up on the mountains, it’s beautiful… and I bought this cute dainty little Canadian maple leaf necklace, and I have no clue where it went. Like one day, it just was gone. And I’m still devastated, and that was 11 years ago. I lost it in 2013. So sometimes I think to myself like, “Oh, I’d love to get another,” but like, if I’m gonna get it, I want to get it again from, like, somewhere I know, not just like ordering it on Amazon. It was such a cute necklace and it meant so much, so that’s one that, like, bothers me. I really miss that necklace.

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