Subject: Been homeless for 11 months, I'm home again. My jacket as like a sanctuary in a storm. I could live in it through the nastiest of weather. I could be far away from my wife and daughter and home, and still feel safe in the quite solitude of my beloved jacket. Last February it had to get cut off me by the ER staff when I got in a fight with a tree and I've felt like something was missing since then. I bought a cheap shell in the spring to be a summer rain jacket/wind breaker, but it never felt right.
I finally bought a replacement with gift cards I got for Christmas, It just got delivered by brown santa and it is like I have my home away from home again.
No one seems to understand my feelings for my jacket, but without a good one I could never stand the awful weather that brings the best skiing, and that makes it an important piece of clothing to me.
Thanks for letting me gush. |