A song from my youth…
This was a message from my buddy, Derek, in response to the question, is that “a rage hoodie? Shouldn’t that be tattered to shreds?”
“Absolutely not, my friend. That sweater has been the centrepiece of my wardrobe since 1999. It saw the turn of the century. I have a strong memory of the bartender asking me where Che was from. I mistakenly replied “Cuba.” I never liked being wrong (it’s Argentina, I then discovered). So a lot of stuff came from a seemingly benign bit of trivia Brett figured he’d throw my way. And so, what do you think I did? I read. I figure if im gonna wear his face so people would pay less attention to mine, i better damn well know everything there is about the dude. So I did. It has been there before my dx. It was with me during my dx. It went through interferon. It was with me for Tysabri. It was there for the chemo. I brought it to Costa Rica and my brain surgery. It kills Malissa that I’m still rolling around in it. ”
I’m going to frame it. But you can be certain of that..