What’s the oldest things you’re wearing today?
Alright, so the oldest thing I’m wearing today is my T-shirt. Nothing fancy—just a slightly faded graphic tee that’s been through the wash more times than I can count. It’s about two years old, but that’s basically ancient in my world. See, I’ve got a bit of a T-shirt hoarding problem. Not even gonna lie—I easily have over 100 different T-shirts jammed into my closet, and yes, I’ve seriously considered reorganizing them more than once… but then I don’t.
With that many shirts, it’s actually rare for me to wear the same one twice in a short span of time. Some of them sit untouched for months, just waiting for their moment in the rotation. It’s like a T-shirt lottery every time I open my closet.
This one today? It somehow won. Maybe it’s because I was feeling nostalgic. Or lazy. Who knows. It’s one of those loose-fitting ones now since I’ve dropped about 40 pounds since I bought it. Yeah, it kind of hangs on me weird, but I can’t seem to let it go. There’s comfort in old clothes, you know? They’ve been through stuff with you—lazy weekends, road trips, bad days, good ones, too.
Anyway, I probably don’t need to hang on to all these shirts, but hey, everyone has their thing. Some people collect mugs or sneakers. Me? I collect memories in the form of cotton and screen print.
And today, this slightly baggy, two-year-old tee is part of the story.
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