Are we able to throw anything away?
Clothes, shoes, magazines or other silly knickknacks.
Much of our closet is filled with doubt and self trepidation.
So much so that we can not put more in the closet.
So when we try
it explodes.
Then we cry
and try to stuff even more back into an already over filled closet.
Someday my closet will be empty.
But that is a dead person’s goal.
Until then if I’m lucky
I’ll have thrown out some of the trash that is hiding in there.