When I saw this stack of my shirts fresh from the laundry, I suddenly asked myself, “Is it really that obvious?”
In typical guy fashion, I don’t have any particular algorithm for choosing which shirt I wear each day. It’s generally a matter of which one is on top. Because I don’t pay attention to the order when putting them away, I don’t usually know which shirt will be worn on which day throughout the week. And to top it all off, I get dressed in the pitch dark every morning, so I rarely know exactly what I have on until I get to a room with some light.
Interestingly, this haphazard, serendipitous approach to what I wear has been used to remind me of people or events that I’ve sometimes needed to remember particularly that day. Continue reading