I outgrew my wardrobe.
Allow me to explain. Because of the strict dress code in the training, for the duration of these past two years, I have been storing the majority of my clothes at my aunt’s house. (She’s actually my mother’s cousin, but in the Chinese language, “aunt” pretty much refers to any female who is about your mother’s age.) But now that I’ve already graduated, I figure I better stop occupying all that closet space in her house.
So today, I went over there and moved all my clothes out of there…only to pile them all on my bed. As I was looking over them, this thought crossed my mind: “I don’t think I can wear most of these things anymore.” It was at that point, then, that I realized that I had outgrown my wardrobe. I guess that’s what happens when you grow up.
Okay. So usually, people will phase items in and out of their wardrobes gradually over time. Under normal circumstances, the wardrobe will grow with the person as they mature. But, because of the special circumstances in the training, my wardrobe was, in a sense, placed on hold. Looking at the items occupying my entire bed is like looking at a snapshot of a bygone era frozen in time. All in all, it’s quite fascinating.
Now I just have to figure out what to do with all these clothes.
The same thing happened to me today when I cleaned out my closet.