I just realized I’ve owned and been using the same towel for something like 35 years.
It’s a big multicolored striped beach type towel. It is truly ugly as sin.
It was a key component of a halloween costume when I was about 7 or 8.
It went all through sports with me in middle and high school.
It was handily present during an awkward moment with a high school girlfriend.
It moved out with me at 18.
It was with me when I shacked up with my first, well, Shack Mammy.
California, New Jersey, Oregon, Idaho other places, other jobs.
Hell, this fucking towel went with me to Iraq.
Yeah it’s got a couple tears and one of the corners is starting to fray, but still does it’s job.
This towel has seen me through a lot.
That’s a hell of a fucking towel.
(this came up because my wife wanted to chuck it. I said no.)