Frozen 5 minutes

By Improv Everywhere.
Via Crooked Timber.

Archivist

Wandering through the archives of my LJ, looking for hints and clues, I notice gaps in the personality I let you all look at. Some things aren't meant to be shared with the public. Reading my own writings around certain times, it occurs to me that the most important, life-changing things don't get said or written down. Frances can never be me. I like it that way.

Half empty drawers

I just sealed up a plastic bag filled with shirts and tees I no longer wear. It must be the very first time I get rid of such a big pile of them. I used to be too sentimental about clothes to be able to let go of them when they weren't completely worn out (I never had any trouble throwing knickers with holes in them in the bin). With an overflowing drawer preventing me from buying nice new things, I really had to invest the ten minutes it took me to sift through everything. The very first blouse I put aside, I had bought in my first year at uni. That's ten years ago. It really was time for the parting of our ways.