Finding a beloved pair of pants you thought lost is the nicest feeling in the world. Yesterday I found such a pair of beloved pants buried in my closet, and so it came to pass that I felt the nicest feeling in the world. All things are fleeting, though, so now I feel just average.
The pants: a Dockers straight fit casual jean, in a lovely dull gray color. It was the perfect find, because my other gray jeans - a pair of Levi's - were forming holes in the back pocket area. I had relegated these Levi pants to bike riding status, an important status to be sure, but one needs other stati, as well.
It is as if I am reunited with an old friend. Truth be told, the pants are a tad on the short side. But I like them very much, thank you.
