Do you know how much penchant I hold for objects of such worth? Undeniable. It is so beautiful, silky, and comfortable. In addition, it has this sort of sepulchre silence that hangs over itself I cannot live without. I am just about to begin a life-long romance with these things.
It was approximately six months past my 22nd birthday – I had done my own laundry , and so was bringing the clothes out to dry in the sun, as usual.
I hung everything up on the line neatly and made sure there was some space in between the pieces to let the air seep through the tiny seams. I drapped my red lace – the very first one I had – at one good end of the line.
That done, I went upstairs to prepare for a long day at work. It was a fine day, diddle here, daddle there, and to cut the long story short, I was back past midnight.
Imagine my dismay when I realized that something was missing from the bunch of clothes I had hung earlier. My red lace underwear! Oh, come on, world. Seriously. It was gone and nowhere to be found.
Two months have gone by with the wind, and I have been searching north, south, east, and west for the same purchase. I have found a blue lace, and a black one, and also other colors too, but I could not find it! It was always a different color, or else the color was not good.
Well, today I decided to make a bold step and visit the mall in front of my burrow. There are a few lingerie boutiques there, which I attempted to go to the day before – but the bus arrived very late and so the shops were close by the time I actually arrived. But guess what?
I found it!!! Bought it, even!!! Woo hoo. Ich sein exstatische heute.