My security blanket and I are on borrowed time. I wear a green t-shirt to work, to Starbucks and to sleep..sometimes all in the same day..the source of cotton hangs down to my knees and when I was due to attend a ladies lunch I paniced because even I know a
cartoon large garment was not suitable for such an encounter..
The size of the t-shirt represents the size of my wonderment of whether I am on the right life course...or maybe when I am fearful about my selection of my course of action..I want to turn to a reliable comfort
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