i dream of jeans

I bet you know the story, it starts with a dream.

You know when you've found your match. They make you feel good, they are always willing to go out and have a good time, they clean up nicely, and then one day everything changes. Perhaps you are ripped apart, like this week when my jeans and I were physically separated as I bent down and heard them tear. They were old, and worn out, but we were still having a good time together. WHY? I wasn't ready!

Now it is time for me to dream the dream again, and start a relationship with some new pants.


{dojo by 7 for all mankind}