Have you ever noticed how it’s the weirdest things that mean so much to us?
I recently read an article about women and how the amount of kisses at the end of a text (or lack of) can instantly decipher between liking a guy and not. It’s crazy how women measure a relationship on the repetition of the letter ‘X’.
However the amount of kisses on a text was not the highlight of today; nor was the spontaneous trip to Wales to visit a castle or the amazing chocolate cake we ate.
For my 21st two of my closest friends from home brought me a gorgeous Links of London bracelet, I loved it and practically slept in it until it fell of my wrist about a month ago. After searing high and low for it I sadly accepted I had lost it.
That was until it was found under the seat of my car today! You never realise how much you miss things till you have them back. It is now glued to my wrist.
Its odd, but this simple piece of jewellery seems to have given me my life back. It’s that little bit of home around my arm, always there and a mountain of metal memories.
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