When the Ghost of Christmas Past Brings Leather Pants

Emily Kingsley
Dec 8, 2019 · 7 min read
Photo by Brooke Cagle on Unsplash

The Present

This is my life now: I have two kids, a house, a dog, a husband. I teach high school science. I drive a Subaru and I go running and skiing when I can. I have Amazon Prime and I do laundry and grocery shop on the weekends. Whether it’s ideal or not, it’s my life.

The Past

I started college in the fall of 2000. One of the things I did in my first semester was visit the mall regularly with my friends. I was from a small town where the nearest mall was almost a two-hour drive away and I didn’t know that this was something people did.

The Future

After the clothing swap last week, I brought the pants home and put them on a shelf in my closet. I didn’t really have a plan for them, and at a time when I have been trying to Marie Kondo my life and get rid of anything that doesn’t at least spark a feeling of comfort and indifference, it seemed kind of silly to even have them in the house.


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