A Prized Possession

I think one of the greatest feelings in the world is when you open up a new package of bar soap—you know, when it still has the brand logo imprinted on it and all of the edges from the mold are still there—and you use it for the first time. And then when you start to lather up and all the edges start to fade away and the logo is just barely visible, you feel like, "Hey, that's my very own bar of soap. It's mine."