I’ve been living out of a suitcase for a month wearing the same clothes, the clothes I always wear. Now I’m home for a day and I ask myself, WHAT ARE THESE OTHER CLOTHES???? What are these??? I feel compelled to light them on fire and be done with it, or sell them to beacon’s closet. I think I’ll light them on fire, as the fire won’t Judge me as it goes through and burns my clothes.