Funny, I thought I would regret that...

But I don't.

Sold my class rings last night. Got enough cash to pay the rent and get high.

And now I'm broke again.

*sigh*

Walking out of the pawn shop, I thought to myself... I'm probably going to regret this.

But really? I haven't had even a twinge of guilt for doing so. I never wanted the silly things to begin with. I've worn each of them maybe a half dozen times in the last ten years. All they do is collect dust in my closet.

Now they can collect dust in someone else's closet, and I can pay my bills.

I'm sure someday I will look back and wish that I had them. But I don't really care right now.