Old box, purple jacket

Spring comes early this year — depending on which groundhog you consult. That means spring cleaning, which I launched into with reckless abandon this morning. I’m serious about it this year. A lot of old, useless stuff that has lurked in the corners of my home will get turfed today.

And lurking at the bottom of a cardboard box that I hadn’t opened in years was an old high school friend. Behold the purple jacket of Orange Shirt, Purple Jacket fame.

I wore this jacket throughout my last years in high school, my year at college, and first year at UBC. What can I say? I don’t like to throw away perfectly good items of clothing. Eventually I replaced the ol’ high school jacket and it found its way to the bottom of a cardboard box, and has been there for about ten years, waiting for the day that it would again be called into service.

I guess I’ll just chuck it into the dumpster.