T-shirt
It was my favorite T-shirt.
I don't remember when I decided that,
but every time I needed a bit of luck I wore it.
It never worked.
Yet, the belief continued.
I put on that T-shirt and immediately felt better.
Ready for any challenge.
After a few years it became worn out. The cotton started to become rough,
the collar lost its color.
I started wearing it only on very special occasions, until I completely stopped.
It stayed hidden in a corner of the closet.
I decided to wear it one last time, to remember the old times.
My phone rang.
2019-08-29
