After graduate school I bought a few suits.

I needed them, right?

I did.

I wore one.

I hold space in my closet for them.

About a month ago.

My daughter said to me.

“Dad told me all about the suits”

He said, “you bought all these expensive suits, never wore one, they just hung in the closet.”

WELL, I DID WEAR ONE!

I wore my favorite one to interviews.

But, it did perplex me.

Why did I buy all these?

Why do I hold space for them?

And, why is she bring this to my attention?

Maybe, it’s time to let go.

I pulled them out to photo and sell.

TODAY

They are going right back in my closet.

Life is dimensional.

And, my time here has just begun…