Kerry Says

So I was listening to Michael MacDonald this morning (there is NO shame in it) and all of a sudden I could see in my mind's eye my 3rd grade K-Way jacket.

(Navy blue, with the white and orange stripe, and a Participaction patch sewn on the front.)

I could actually hear the swish it made when I swung my arms. I could SMELL the nylon.

More importantly I felt the ripple of pleasure I used to get when I flipped it out of its pouch and slipped it over my head. I LOVED that jacket. I thought it was cool. I thought I was cool in it.

I feel cool now just thinking about it.

It's not a terrible way to feel at 11 o'clock on a Tuesday morning.