Where East Meets West

There’s a war going on in my closet.  My clothes are duking it out.  Where I’ve been is clashing with where I am.  Function and fashion are struggling to see who comes out ahead.  The jeans I bought at the farm store are feeling chastised by the boots I snatched up at Nordstrom’s Rack.  And all those points I’ve got stashed away on my Cabela’s card are wandering aimlessly without a purpose.  Unfortunately most of my old clothes from my old life are now my old size so they are being weeded out for practical reasons.  I’m not sure I like it.  

East Meets West

When in Rome, do as the Romans do…  But, how did I end up in Rome?

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