alone and together

I've been in search of my perfect black tank top. It left me suddenly after my trip to LACMA and I thought surly I'd gone crazy since it went missing the day after I'd worn it. That got me thinking about the cat shirt that had also gone missing months before. Classic black and white tee with a cat wearing a top hat=coolest t-shirt ever & a great loss. So, for months I'd go the extra mile, spending a little more time digging through our several hampers to try and uncover the mystery of these missing shirts. I vividly remember the last times I wore both of them, i just couldn't remember their disappearance...or kidnapping. Anyway, today was officially branded a good day when  I uncovered both shirts. Tucked behind the washer in a damp heap, they kept each other company. The cat had gone missing so the tank top went to find him, getting lost himself. Poor dear. They didn't belong there, but there they were together, just keeping company. My lost shirts. I decided that they are in love and I will wear them tomorrow (layers ladies, layers!) in honor of said love. Perhaps you think I'm mad, but if you read a little deeper, perhaps there is more to the story of my lost shirts. Today's theme song.