"There is a hole in my pants," I say to myself. This hole was created after falling off a footpath onto the road because I am the type of person who should not wear heels. Since this happened back in high school, I sit here wondering why I have not yet thrown these pants away. "Perhaps," my mind says, "you wear these pants because you get some sort of sick pleasure knowing that you can still fit (albeit tightly) into your high school pants." Whatever the reason, the fact still remains that I have kept these pants tucked away in my drawer, taking them out every now & then, & pretending the hole is new.
