Having a Letterman's Jacket in high school may seem--or even be--important, but what value does it have ten, twenty years later? It's a good memory. It's history. Perhaps it's a sad memory for someone who's prime was in high school, wearing that jacket.
The ritual of giving one's clothing for another to wear happens regardless of age. You can smell the person when you wear their coat, shirt, scarf. It's security. It's romantic.
I would like nothing more right now than to have the scent of fast food filling my nostrils. Mmmm.. . bad food and late at night. Something tells me I'm not sleeping. I'm just not tired, but the mind tries to force it; thoughts of work and the day dragging. Maybe it won't.
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The daily jazz of my mind, as pure & honest as possible; but know that words are themselves filters of the original thought/idea.
