Wednesday, July 7, 2010

Order

Everything was precisely as she expected it. The sweaters hung limply next to each other, followed by the blouses, three quarter-inch sleeves, and then vests. Dresses and skirts were last. Within each category, they were color-coded. She smiled at the perfection, burying the idea of obsessive-compulsive disorder amongst the heavy fabrics.

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  1. EddieJuly 7, 2010 at 2:24 PM

    Reading this made me think of a few of my friends are who are just like that! Sadly though, their OCD doesn't stop at just clothing. :-P

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  2. HeatherJuly 7, 2010 at 4:53 PM

    Writing this made me think of me and my obsession over ridiculously organized closets. I think your friend and I would get along just fine.

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