A box of random shirts. So much mystery and excitement. The potential was contained only by a bit of tape and cardboard! When I first saw the lightweight, t-shirt-like, zip hoodie, I thought, “well, that doesn’t look that useful.” I was so wrong. That it was the beginning of a beautiful relationship. The first time I wore it, I thought it was silly. Surely the material was too thin to do any good.
But the days got colder…
And so did I.
After that, the shirt became like a second flesh to me. I’d wear it when I left the house, at the store, and even just sitting around at home. I felt like I was constantly being hugged. It was perfect; not too hot and not too cold. Nothing could separate us. Our bond was too strong.
On that fateful morn, I had no idea of the terrible loss that would soon haunt me. It started out so innocently. I was at a park. Gusts of wind were perfect for kite flying. But it was warm. Too warm. How could I let that come between us? How could I be so carefree and foolish!?
I just… took it off.
Without thinking, I set it down a nearby bench. I just wanted to go out in the sun and fly a kite! The shirt would have been too warm. Sweat is uncomfortable, I didn’t want to be uncomfortable.
I walked away, and I didn’t look back until the next cool night. But then it was too late.
I searched and searched. Friends looked with me. We posted online. No one had seen it! Where could it be?
I’ll never know. And now I’m left without. I’ve tried finding a replacement, but there’s none to be found. Was it a fluke? Should it never have happened? Was it all an illusion??? Surely not! There must be SOME trace of it’s existence. What did it say all the time? Genius is 10% Inspiration 80% Mathematics
It just… it doesn’t add up…
WHERE ARE YOU???!!!