Messy Dresser

My Dresser; a Tale of Woe

This morning was a bad morning. It wasnt that it was boring, or that I kept myself up all night snoring. No, this tale is true and I need organization and consoling.

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Bad coffee from the coffee machine, dirty laundry mixed with clean, piles and disorganization made my head scream “obscene”.

I couldn’t find a matching pair of socks. If I couldn’t, what would I wear on my walk? Stop, Drop, find something to rock, it’s already 8 o’clock, and work isn’t just around the block

I could not find a clean shirt to wear. Would I have to go bare?? No pants or boxers, is the dirty pile over there???

My wardrobe is a man’s and, as such, it’s a mess, so I confess im in distress. Help me out Martha,

This is my Wardrobe. My Dresser

The Dresser

It is a mess. A disaster. No order, no sense, and like many, I keep too many old t-shirts that I’ll never wear again. This morning was bad, and its only because this thing:

The Dresser


It’s time to tackle the dreaded Wardrobe. Starting with the Dresser.

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Richard James Lee is a Canadian-born Writer, Chef and Entrepreneur. He is the Editor in Chief of Ions and Chef of Kayak SmokeHouse in Toronto. His Printed Works include Dark City Streets and White.


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