The Sweatshirt

imagesYour daughter comes over for dinner one night, fresh from a run. It’s cool on the deck so you lend her a sweatshirt, something old. You don’t remember when or how you came to have it. When she leaves, she hangs it from the back of a kitchen chair. You toss it in the laundry.

A few days later, folding clothes fresh from the dryer, you pick the sweatshirt out of the pile. Some trace of your daughter billows from the fleece. The garment floods you with memory and meaning. It will never be the same.


About paulefallon

Greetings reader. I am a writer, architect, cyclist and father from Cambridge, MA. My primary blog, is an archive of all my published writing. The title refers to a sequence of three yoga positions that increase focus and build strength by shifting the body’s center of gravity. The objective is balance without stability. My writing addresses opposing tension in our world, and my attempt to find balance through understanding that opposition. During 2015-2106 I am cycling through all 48 mainland United States and asking the question "How will we live tomorrow?" That journey is chronicled in a dedicated blog,, that includes personal writing related to my adventure as well as others' responses to my question. Thank you for visiting.
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