Letting go

So my friend finally dropped by and picked up the goods that I had set aside for her children a couple of months ago. I am so glad to get rid of those things. They were the things that I wore most during my teenage years and hardly ever wore in the past few years. So I let them go before they start weighing me down.

I never thought that this were true, my style does change over the years. I would even go as further as saying that my style changes with the boys that I dated, but I think a more likely explanation is that my taste has become more mature over the years. I am finally ready to let go of what I used to wear, and that particular image of myself, at that particular point in time.