I felt like a Slothalump.
I don’t know what a Slothalump is. I just made that up.
Point is, I was tired of looking like one.
So, I started dressing up every day.
I started feeling better.
Hint: I wasn’t dressing up for my man. I was dressing up for myself.
Because it made me feel better.
“Nowhere. Just here.”
I shall go nowhere wearing red denim and a velvet coat!