How does this happen???

It's Saturday afternoon I'm re arranging my bedroom. It started off as a good time...I thoroughly enjoy dancing my ass off all by my self as I am cleaning… Then I got to my closet… I decided that I needed to get rid of some clothes (if you have ever seen it you would agree)… As I began to do this I began to get all emotional…I pulled this tube top out (haven’t wore it in quite a while) I though about all the times I had wore it and all the people I had hung out with and who saw me in it… I began to cry… I can’t part with that shirt how can move on with other shit in my life… Then I got frustrated and just wanted to finish… Long story short, my closet never got cleaned…