It’s time has come. Today’s the day I stop putting off this decision. 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 started as aContinue reading “The old green shirt”
A beautiful Japanese word that I cannot pronounce could be the answer.