Clothes

I don't like the clothes that I wear.

I've just been too lazy too buy anything else.

I have three pairs of pants and they're all shit.

They don't fit right.

I have five t-shirts: a plain black one, a plain grey one, and two other shirts with logos on them for brands I don't even support . . . Shit . . . That's only four shirts.

Hold on. 

The fifth one is— . . . 

. . . I only have four shirts.

I went and checked my closet for you.

I found about: fifty pairs of socks,

Eights pairs of underwear;

With three sweatpants,

Seven hoodies,

And sixteen pairs of shoes;

But I only wear one pair.

I have feet problems these days and need to wear the one good pair of shoes that I own. No more converse for me.

I feel like we should like the clothes that we wear. Don't you think we should like the clothes that we wear?

But, I don't. Not really.

So weird;

Such a small thing;

But it feels strangely important for some reason . . .

Oh, I have about 12 jackets,

And three or four of them I kind of like!

So, that's something, I guess. 

Oh, and I have about 13 bags of clothes I've been meaning to drop off at a thrift store. Damn, I've been meaning to drop them off for the last decade.

-CH 4/30/25