Fifteen plus years ago, (okay, make that almost twenty years ago) a colleague wrote about the contents of other people's bags in her column. She riffled through my post-college bag and found these:
Book (Empire of the Sun)
unused tickets to the CCP
I Ching coins
diskettes [the super floppy kind]
a key chain without a key
a hairbrush; and
Fast forward to 2008. I have since found out that, when it comes to bags, bigger is definitely better. And more prone to clutter.
The contents of my humongous tote:
Book (Everything I've Ever Done that Worked)
Two notebooks: one for official mindless jottings; the other for unofficial and equally mindless ones
a purseful of IDs
unused tickets to a charity bingo
a vanity kit (with face powder, lotion, facial wash, atomizer. concealer, comb and anti-frizz serum)
a brag book of Gianna's pictures
an "official" kit (with three gel pens, three Stabilo pens, a correction pen and four USBs)
three sachets Maxwell House 3 in 1 coffee
a mini bag of Hershey's Dark Kisses
a wallet and coin purse;
and a Ziploc with a pebble, a shell and a solitary, freshly picked siling labuyo (my baon from my daughter).
Whew! And that's just my tote bag! There's still this other bag I carry around...