In the closet

Never mind the bat wings

See that shirt? Randy wore that shirt for the first couple of years after we met and I always loved it because he so often wore boring colors. So when the collar started to fray I took it and started wearing it around the house. He would complain because it didn’t fit me (duh) and I ignored him. I wore it so much that the elbows got thin and eventually a hole appeared. I didn’t throw it away, though, and now I’m glad. Once I can look at it again without crying I’ll start wearing it around the house and be sad there’s no one to complain or try to get it away from me.