One of the really difficult things
for many women, myself included, is to learn
how to establish and enforce personal boundaries.
This post isn't about that perplexing issue.
It's about establishing another kind of boundary,
a bright line of demarcation separating one thing from another.
What I really need is help.
Can someone please help me figure out
the line that separates
plain old junk?
It seems to me that lots of really old things
are still nothing but plain old junk,
no matter what pretensions the shopkeeper has.
But maybe I'm lacking discernment.