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I hit a milestone today - fifteen years with my company, for which I received a beautiful black leather duffel. It's a gorgeous black leather duffel. Like, the nicest thing in my closet is going to be this bag.

I'm not sure I will ever have anything worthy of this duffel when I travel. Seriously. It's that pretty.

The cow that died for this bag is probably looking down from cow heaven and laughing at Sarah Pavis's cow from This is How You Die and saying, "Dude. I got made into that bag. Way better than your cheesburger."

Damn. Now I want a cheeseburger.

Fricking cheeseburgers.

"Oniomania in the Empty Days," by Beverly Lucey

This next story from Friend. Follow. Text. #storiesFromLivingOnline is a lovely character study. Shopping compulsion spins in a dance with loneliness and as you read the story Mavis is telling, there's actually a great deal of empathy. Mavis is somehow charming even as she starts to frustrate.

This story is short - and I always envy writers who can paint such a complete picture with so few words. Mavis is alive so quickly, and it's hard to get truly mad at her since you can see where her compulsion was birthed at the keyboard with eBay.