Special is a perspective
A s children, my siblings and I separated our clothes into what we called ‘outing’ and ‘house’ clothes. It made sense then because, as children, we played in mud, in the rain and in dust . So it was important that when we needed to go to church or to go visit Uncle X or Aunty Y we had clean, nice clothes to wear. Until very recently I continued dividing my clothes up into outing and house clothes even though I didn’t play in mud anymore. W hat I was also doing, at least at a subconscious level, as I divided my clothes, was dividing my life into special moments and plain/dull/ugly moments. T he special outing clothes to be won for special moments (weddings, church, graduations, visiting friends, work etc.) and the plain clothes for plain moments and so on and so forth. Now, consider this. In twenty-four years I have only graduated twice, I have attended about 3 weddings, I do not have a 'job', I very rarely visit people and as for church... Doesn’t this imply, accordi...