It's too hot to wear pants today. So naturally, I'm not.
And you know what? I feel liberated.
This experience has me thinking: what if wearing pants is one of those things people just do because everyone else is doing it? Like taxes.
Think about it, if nobody else wore pants, it wouldn't be weird. Of course, it would give a whole new meaning to "going commando".
I bet there are dozens, maybe hundreds, of like-minded visionaries out there right now enjoying a cool breeze under their breakfast tables. All of them wishing they didn't have to hide who they were.
Someone has to take a stand. And it just turns out that I happen to be someone.
I feel like Rosa Parks.
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