I’m just waiting for Ian to pick me up and take me to the ferry, so I thought I’d take this opportunity to say farewell to two of my favourite articles of clothing, which I will sadly be leaving behind.

So long brown shorts. I loved you ever since the day I cut you into shorts. Up until then I hated you, but it took some minor adjustments for me to realize your true beauty. You’ve served me well, with your large pockets that have buttons on them to help keep track of my goodies. I made several attempts to keep you alive when you started to die, but now the time has come to pull the plug.

So long Come Back Kid hoodie. You were a purchase I made at a show, which might have been the last time I actually listened to the band you support. You were so much better than the band, and I loved you a little too much. You fit better than any other hoodie I’ve ever owned. You have a long history told by your many stains and tears. From tattoo ink, to shredded thighs where my chisel sliced through you like butter, you’ve been with me a long fucking time.

You both will be missed, and never forgotten. Who knows. Perhaps someone will find you here and your journeys will continue, but for us, this is goodbye.