Barrettes

While home for the holidays I uncovered a bunch of my childhood barrettes:

Barrettes of my younger years
Although I can't picture them, I bet there are a few missing from this photo. Some may have been broken from wear.

It's so crazy to see these. There's this hazy, cloudy meaning in each one, and none of it means anything to anyone but me. These barrettes stuck around.

To think how meaningless these little things would be to anyone else, like when tossed around in a bin at a garage sale, it tickles my mind.