eclipsed

Friends, today I saw this Celine bag at Scotties. A great pang went through my body, and I had a sudden vision of what my life would be like with it. We would drink an obscure tea together, I would start reading Derrida and not just pretending to and tapering off after the first chapter. I would minimise the ephemera I carry in my purse. I might get a fringe again. I might invest in art. I would learn to buy 'investment pieces' instead of things from Topshop. I could leave it at home when I went for brisk, healthgiving walks. Something huge has happened to me. My imaginary Chanel 2.55 in black lambskin with gold hardware seems gauche, obvious. Life has changed, and so have I.