Pink and blue doorway, the entrance to my place. I hang my blue checked jacket up on the hook that is there, just inside the house. That is always where I hang my jacket, it is where I always have. That is where my jacket lives in between trips to town. I don’t really think about it as it is hanging there, I only really think about it when it is cold outside and I want to leave the house. I love my blue checked jacket, it keeps me warm, it never lets me down. It is funny, when I think about it, all the time it hangs there and I give it no thought, all that time, all summer and half of autumn and spring, but when I need it, there it is, no matter how much time I don’t think about it in between. It is like a true friend.
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