This shirt. I love this shirt. My wife bought it for me at least five years ago. Well, I know it was more than three years ago. That’s for certain.

Blue and grey. Pockets. Contemporary, but not flashy. 

It sits in my closet now. I do not wear it often anymore. I worry about it. It’s collar is fraying. Some shirts do that. Others don’t.  

This shirt makes me feel good. It’s got a weird kinda stretchy fabric that goes with my movement. In its heyday, it provided me with comfort and a subtle confidence.

I wore this shirt three years ago today. I think I wore it for the next three days. 

It’s a reminder–like an old uniform.
The 30th.