Yes sir, yes sir, three bags full

In a fit of New Year fresh-startingness, I cleaned out my closet today. It's depressing to give perfectly good clothes to the Veterans because this body will never fit into them again. But it was quite a cathartic experience.

( Thank God for great big garbage bags. )

There was the leather jacket I was wearing on the very worst day of my life. I've kept it for reasons that defy logic. Oh, and remember the party you wore that knit skirt to? My God, woman, what were you thinking? And how low-cut did you think was appropriate for work? And oh yeah--that color used to look good when your hair was [fill-in-the-blank-color].( ... )