It’s time has come. Today’s the day. I’ve been putting off this decision for years. For some of us, getting rid of an object becomes exponentially harder with each passing year. Pretending it’s younger doesn’t help. It’s embedded in the psyche. It is Identity. This Bisley shirt was once a dark green corduroy. It startedContinue reading “The old green shirt”
A beautiful Japanese word that I cannot pronounce could be the answer.