Cleanin' out my closet

This weekend, my family and I will be hosting a huge yard sale (partly because I'm broke and partly because I have a lot of crap to give away). As I was cleaning out my closet today, it really hit me how quickly time flies by. During my sophomore year of high school, my Spanish teacher spoke to my class about the concept behind a Latin phrase. She spoke to us about the idea of tempus fugit ubi sunt.

The four-worded phrase literally translates to: "Time flies, where has everything gone?" Kinda depressing, yet completely true. As I was rummaging through my room with the hopes of finding worthy clothes to sell to complete strangers, one thing really struck me. Times change.

The 1990s were the heyday of baggy, ill-fitting clothing. People tucked-in their Polo shirts, wore too much flannel, and had the weirdest of hairstyles (where else but the 90s could you see a GROWN man with a mushroom haircut?) People still rented movies at Blockbuster and carried their trusty Walkmans wherever life took them.

The millennium swept through with a force. For starters, it brought the hipster trend to forefront of American society. Vans and Converse made a comeback. The Emo and Goth trends remained afloat. And, in grand fashion, Ed Hardy elevated the status of the graphic tee, giving hundreds and thousands of Guidos in the northeastern United States something to bulk-up at the gym for. I resurrected one of these aforementioned graphic tees today as I cleaned out my closet. I'm not sure what I was thinking in 2008 to be quite honest. I even had the matching shoes to go along with the shirt.


Moral of the story: times change, and so does the world around us. It's funny how things change so quickly. Just as I finished throwing my old Ed Hardy graphic tee into the "I guess this OK to sell" pile, I looked into my closet, saw my beloved pair of Sperrys, and came to the realization that the world around us is abuzz with change. Time really does flee our grasp.

In the words of my boy Ferris Bueller, "Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it." Word.