A memory found me the other day.
Nothing too earth-shattering, but just…well…a memory from March of 1995.
See, at the time I was studying in Scotland and for Spring break a group of us traveled to Greece and Italy. I bought a suede jacket.
I really didn’t want to, but you know how it is when your friends pressure you. So, I bought it. Wore it for a while, but eventually outgrew it.
The other day, going through a closet, I happened upon that jacket. I checked the pocket and lo and behold! There it was. The receipt from that purchase. From what I can tell from the old-time credit card receipt, it cost 200,000 lira and came from a place in Florence called “Florence’s Moon.”
Well, it brought back some great memories of friends I’d made, awkward moments, the beauty of Florence, and a nice time in my life.
Unfortunately, I lost track of the folks who goaded me into that purchase, as we’ve all melted into the scenery of life. It’s now almost 20 years later and the jacket is now at a Goodwill store, but that receipt. For some reason I just couldn’t part with it.
As a die hard Nobody, I thought back to roaming those European streets, ducking into cafes, huddling under umbrellas, and exploring whatever life had to offer. We had budgets (definitely didn’t budget for that jacket!), a will to travel, and each other. When we got short with each other, it was generally not too long afterward that the fence was mended and life was good again.
There was no Riviera, no throngs of fans. We pooled our money, stayed in one room, and now? Well, many of the memories don’t reside in magazines or movie screens but in crumpled up receipts that in a moment splash a bygone era in front of the mind’s eye.
If you’re part of Nobody Nation and you’re reading this, think back…what memories lie in your mind? What quiet moments, lost people, or old places stir your emotions…even for a second?
And as for that jacket? Hey, even a Nobody needs to donate old things to make room for new fashion! Just not anything from Florence!