I wandered home tonight despairing over my hat. 'twas a good hat filled with warmth when it stood proudly upon my head, shielding me with it's very body from the elements.

Sadly, my own prolonged gratitude to my hat's sacrifices for me are for naught. I abandoned it to fend for itself on the bus on my way to work. As I went to put it on my head I ( Read more... )