Overcoming My Dependence

It starts when I was 13, while preparing for a family holiday in the summer. I couldn't find any of my shorts anywhere, and was told that I had grown out of all the ones I had the previous year. Which is absurd. Even more inexplicably, they had been taken away behind my back and no replacements provided.

However, a pair I could have if I wanted were given to me. But they had no pockets. Where would I keep my money for souvenirs and stuff while out at tourist attractions in the area we holidayed to? Back in my home town, where would I keep my key to the house while out and about?

The following year I asked my parents to buy me some shorts, and saw to it that they had pockets. But then I figured I was probably overreacting to the whole prospect of being pocketless. Seeing other people out and about in this state of freedom, I wanted to overcome my dependence. (Of course, having some shorts with pockets is important - it was about relaxing my requirement that they all have pockets.)

But it wasn't until I was at college and buying my own clothes, I actually got somewhere by buying my first shorts without pockets since my school PE kit. I began wearing them both around the college campus and for random walks in the surrounding area (which meant leaving my room unlocked, but that wasn't a big problem). I would also sometimes wear them while out from home with family members if I'm not going to need money. Even going for walks on my own when nobody else is in the house (which meant hiding the key). The sense of freedom from carrying my usual personal essentials felt good. (I could of course just leave my pockets empty, but not having the pockets at all adds to the pleasure.)

On nights out at/from uni, there would be many girls without pockets in their attire. Most would have a handbag, hold wallet in hand or tuck it in waistband of skirt or trousers. But I had a renewed sense of envy as some would go out with no wallet or handbag to be seen at all. I never plucked the courage to ask these girls how they do it, who their 'human handbags' are or anything to that effect. I just revelled in awe and wonder at how they manage. And wished I could as well. (This showed at the occasional beach-themed Students' Union nights, where I liked to wear my pocketless shorts, though it did mean I had to hold my wallet a lot, sometimes putting it down where it hopefully won't get nicked.)

Also back in those days, my hall of residence organised a trip to Alton Towers (for those of you outside the UK, this is the biggest and most famous theme park we have over here), and one girl in our party went pocketfree and emptyhanded for the day. Naturally I wished I could do the same; this remains a fantasy of mine to this day.

And at weddings, it never ceases to amaze me that the bride and bridesmaids seemingly just manage.

My time as a student has been over for a few years now, but I still think it's fun when I can and the weather's right to go out with no pockets and no wallet, keys or anything to have to hold on to - nothing on me besides my clothes.
AnarchyRules AnarchyRules
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Jul 23, 2010