Oversize

This morning I donned for the first time my new Fenway Park t-shirt. It fit just right.

My other such shirt, a souvenir from my first trip to Beantown for a ball game, is a size too large. While I'm happy that there are still clothes to big for me, it simply doesn't feel right. I'm swimming in it, and I can't swim.

I'm thinking that I might mail order replace it. Yet a new shirt wouldn't be the same as the souvenir. It wouldn't be related to a special trip. 

Ah, the hell with it. I'll just wear the one I've got as it is. Are you happy you tuned in today just for that earth shaking news?