I am awake. Time to get up.

Clothes. Wardrobe. Not one of those hanging rails as if you are in a bargain basement store. Firstly, why would you wish to reproduce the stressful and ultimately unrewarding experience of searching for an idealised item in a shop which specialises in supplying the lowest common denominator? Secondly, exposure to sunlight and dust damages fabric.

Door open. Hangers... empty. Clothes are probably still in the wash. No, clothes are on floor of wardrobe in tangled heap. Looks a little like an impressionist sky, Van Gogh perhaps.

Wonder if anyone has studied the patterns made by randomly dropped clothing and their correlation with conventional art.

Which clothes? Task of the day... not known yet. Picking suitable items contains too many unknowables.

These are nearest.