You know how I just said I'd been feeling glitchy? Well, today it got a bit stranger. In my opinion, anyway.
I'll try to be brief.
At Christmas time I often struggle with disturbing childhood memories. One that's been most intrusive lately is about a place called Liberty Hill.
I've been trying to beat this back by focusing on happier memories instead. This time, I'd been recalling an adventurous holiday spent with someone who carried their money in a gold clip. (A big part of this adventure was that they kept losing their money and finding it again at random.
) This person is the only one I've ever known who used a money clip instead of a wallet, btw.
This being the case - and considering that odd things have been happening all week - I was very startled when I woke up from a nap and saw a gold money clip on the nightstand.
I went to hunt down the source, which turned out to be my 15 year-old son. He said he'd been messing around in the back yard rockpile when he'd found an old jewelry case. The clip was inside. The box was stained and battered, but the clip itself was mostly unharmed. No one had ever seen it before.
I admit that I was feeling this was a good sign, that a symbol of my pleasant memory had appeared instead of the bad one. Then he brought me the box, which had the brand name inside. No prizes for guessing what it was. Of course, it was Liberty Hill - the very thing I'd been trying to avoid.
But wait, the cosmic joker isn't done yet!
I lifted the lining of the box and there was a certificate from the store where it was bought. It was from a place called Things Remembered.
:cry:
