Why is it that the day I hit the stores on a mission to fill my trunk to capacity, there is nothing worth buying? It’s almost as if the universe was screaming, “NO! The last things you need are clothes or another pair of shoes!” Or maybe the universe was trying to persuade me to give the money I would’ve spent to starving children. Doesn’t it understand that I’M STARVING and in need of the kind of nourishment that only textile and accessories can provide?
Once again, I found myself at the stores, only today’s mission wasn’t about me. I needed a birthday gift for a friend. “Okay, it’ll be a quick in and out,” I lectured myself as I weaved my way through the parking lot. “Don’t even look at anything else. You already know what you’re getting, so just go straight there and leave.” By the time I hit the shopping area, I was ready. I could’ve been my imagination, but even my walk seemed stronger. I was determined—FOCUSED. Nothing was going to get in my way.
I caved. But not after putting up a good fight. I saw all kinds of silky dresses calling my name. The sleeves would sway every time a gust of wind came in from the door, and I swear—It was like they were beckoning me. Still, I held my ground. When I finally made it to the store I needed, I decided to peruse the shoe department. That sealed my doom. I bought an edgy pair of mid-length boots. I’ve been on the hunt for a long time and I finally found my match! And, there was one pair left in my size! I had to get them. It was totally meant to be. All in all, I didn’t do too badly. I left with one pair of boots, a shirt, hat, vest, and belt. So I wasn’t victorious, but oh well; you can’t win em all.