Excuses for Picking Pockets
And Christmas is a holiday of obligation.
And Christmas is a holiday of obligation.
There are things that should have changed my life, and then there are things that actually did.
Free-Spirit Emily: (Scrolling through Anthropologie’s still impossibly expensive “sale” category) Oh believe me, you can. Remember the computer we never updated? We had it for years.
It is in the repetitive ritual of opening and closing the house each day—unrolling the broken shade by hand, wrestling with the deadbolt on the warped front door, seeing age—that I find inexplicable revelations.