I have a thing for colourful printed/ pattern shirts. It’s the kind of thing you find in vintage stores or thrift shop, more often than not, it’s great to have stuff that no one else has. I’m not the vintage-y sort of person, so I always like the idea of having something that is a complete contrast.
Turns out when I reached into the hat, I didn’t pull out the shiny happy Sunday school God of Love. I got the Old Testament God of wrath. Cities turned to salt. Newborns killed in their cribs. Twin Peaks canceled when it was getting good again.