Getting better all the time

I have a tendency to keep wearing something till it falls apart. It’s not that I’m cheap, I just like the feel of something that keeps getting better. Take this shirt for example—I’ve had it for ten or fifteen years. It used to be presentable in the best of company; I could even wear it without self-consciousness to high-end hardware stores. As time went on the sleeves wore through to the point where it was difficult getting my arms to go through them without poking out at the elbows, so I hacked them off and it became a summer shirt. The rest of the holes don’t interfere with putting it on, and have the added advantage of letting in a welcome breeze on occasion. If you were to ask what this shirt is made of, it started out as 100% cotton. Now it’s a blend—95% cotton, 5% air.