February 1, 2013 I stared at the clothes. Well, here we go, I thought. It's been a while since I freaked out about this stuff. I'm overdue. I was moving, and like many people do when they move, I was attempting to divest myself of as many possessions as possible so they didn't take up space once I made a fresh start. Weeding out the clothes I didn't wear anymore was a logical place to begin. Except I knew what was there, and why. Continue reading...
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