It’s a simple thing, really.
I just never had the time to wear them.
They were completely impractical to the lifestyle I was living.
Although for some reason, I began collecting them while on the mountain.
It wasn’t safe to wear one when there were snakes and the potential need to run from a cougar.
Then, I began wearing black all of the time – with work being a professional scrub outfit.
But once spring’s heat arrived, I was forced to create a new habit.
Now, I am wearing skirts frequently.
And their fabrics swishing around my legs feels divine.
