When I was in high university, I dated a boy named jack.
He was entirely sweet and super cute.
The people I was with and I dated all through the 10th grade and then Jack’s dad got stationed to a new site and Jack suddenly had to move. He left his number one sweatshirt with me that afternoon and I have regularly kept it in our room. I keep the sweatshirt on a hook above the radiator in our room. When the radiator is on and the heat is running, the sweatshirt gets really sizzling and then I will put it on before I go outside. It is our number one thing to wear when the weather is chilly. The sweatshirt is gray and gold and has a tiger on the front of it. I do not recognize there is really anything special about the sweatshirt other than the fact that it belonged to Jack. I love when the weather gets colder, because I can wear our number one sweatshirt. It’s far too heavy to wear while the two of us were in the summer time months when the temperatures are close to 90 or 100°. When the summer time months are over and fall begins, I get rid of all of our shorts and I get out our jeans and our sweatshirt. The gray and gold tiger sweatshirt is the first 1 that I pull out of the drawer and it’s the last thing I put in the hamper on laundry afternoon. I willwear the sweatshirt several or several times before I put it in the basket. The thing is so old and exhausted that I do not like to throw it in the washing machine unless it is really dirty or smells bad.