There’s this shirt I have, nothing special, a green, dry fit, short sleeve, collared golf shirt. I don’t wear it often because I don’t like the way it hangs. I think it Makes me look even more chunky than I am.

But the other night, I decided to wear it as my sleeping shirt. And I had the most amazing dreams. Well, maybe not amazing, but intriguing, interesting. And I slept pretty well.

And so it came to my mind, maybe that’s the true purpose of this particular shirt.

A golf shirt repurposed to a bed shirt. It’s pretty comfortable. That just might be the ticket.

GOOD.