My Closet Is At War

 

My Closet Is At War

Messy closet

"I love it!"

"The color, the model, the fabric is literally me!"

"It's crazy not to buy it!"


She said while looking at herself at the mirror.

She stared at herself standing, walking, from the front, to the back, left and right...


"I'll wear it all winter"

"If I get this, I won't need to get anything anymore!"


That's what she said to herself whenever she wanted to buy anything.

Just like now...


"I'm definitely buying this when I get paid"


was what she thought. 

Her account had seen zero again...


Yet...


"These days haven't been easy."

"You have to cut your coat according to your cloth"

"Don't forget to fill the bucket while the fountain is flowing."

"Time flows by"


was what her father always used to say.

She grew up listening to the stories that her father used to tell about his struggles during his childhood.

Her father was the king of "The golden rules of saving" 


"I love it!"

"The color, the model, the fabric is literally me!"

"It's crazy not to buy it!"


She said while looking at herself at the mirror but...

There were some other "things" that she couldn't say...

The "things" that she momentarily forgot...

"Things" that she remembered while looking at the clothes that hoarded her closet.

The "things" that had her tail down...


"You're exaggerating, this is wasteful!"

She said while judging herself...


Well... she wasn't wrong...


Indeed;

She never wore the trench coat that her brother got her yeaaars ago.


Then;

She never wore the long black jacket with the golden buttons that she got last year.


Then;

She never could give out the clothes that she intended to donate.


Then;

There were stuff that she had forgotten, couldn't even remember where she put...


"You're wasting your money, you're not even wearing it!"

Her mother always said to remind her.

The "things" that had her tail down when she remembered...


It was at these times when she wanted a simple closet like her sister.


Therefore,

The times where her closet got out of hand,

Where she continuously wore the same clotes,

Where she was arriving late everywhere,

Where she was mad at herself,

Where she had her tail down,

Was a lot...


However, shouldn't the things one has make one's life easier instead of being a burden?



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