Old Clothes
Stories of Little Happiness – 01
In this place, there are only about thirty days a year—or sometimes even fewer—when the temperature rises above 25°C. So even when winter has passed, we don’t necessarily tuck our thick clothes deep into closets or drawers. Sometimes, in May or even September, mad flurries of snow still pile up.
Still, taking out clothes of different thicknesses, shapes, and functions with each changing season brings a small happiness—a kind of quiet excitement. Even though they are the same old clothes we’ve worn every year, they feel like a fresh find when seen again after a long while, offering a little thrill as if we’ve acquired something new.
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