I Bought Them Anyway.

A writing prompt yesterday..

"Tell the story of something you are wearing"....

I was in Costa Rica last February.

I stayed an extra day for the beach after a yoga trip.

I was leaving and I was sad about that.

But then, 

I saw these pants.

They were overpriced and I knew it and I hated it.

And…

I bought them anyway.

The girls in the store smiled, and said,

“Ahhh muy bonita!”

I agreed.

The whole day I bought overpriced things, and it just stung a little.

I knew it would happen: 

I was stuck in an airport all day.

I had no choice.

I got hungry.

But these pants.

They reminded me of my time in Costa Rica.

The real me, 

in most ways.

They had a yellow background tint like the sun I missed SO so much when my shoulders were drenched in the nothing-but-gray-colored skies of the Forever Winter of Nashville.

And this gray had eaten me away inside.

To be honest, I think I was more stagnant, unstable, uprooted, unkind, lonely, sticky, and depressed then, than I wanted to admit.

And these pants offered me color, lightness, a lift from heavy stress and heavy thoughts.

Of course I changed into them right away.