First working day of 2025
(Happy New Year, btw!)
and I stumble out of bed at regular wake-up time.
While I don’t have client calls until Monday, my plan today is to write – first here, and then on the new book that I’ve outlined over the holiday period.
All good.
Except, in the semi-darkness of early morning, when I grab a t-shirt to wear while I make coffee, I’m side-tracked.
Because of this pocket.
I first notice because my hand gets caught in it
(what can I say, it’s dark and I’m blurry)
but then I start wondering, while I’m going about the coffee ritual… What is this pocket for?
And, in my blurry state, this question takes on all too much import.
Now, disclaimer time, I’ve had MANY t-shirts with this little left-moob pocket
(I don’t even know if anyone beyond my immediate family use the term moob for man-boob – but, if not, you’re welcome)
and I can’t recall ever putting anything in any of those moob pockets.
Ever.
While I wouldn’t describe myself as a dude, or a geezer, or a manly man, I’m more than male enough to appreciate a good pocket.
Wallet, phone, change, keys, guitar picks – these all have their formal locations in any pair of jeans I’m wearing.
In the coat game, gloves and hat are assigned their respective sanctuary.
But this moob pocket.
WTF?!
Change? Credit Card? Small Hamster? Tissues?
Actually, it’s this last that makes me wonder.
How much is this moob pocket a throwback to the upper left suit jacket pocket and its requisite handkerchief?
Is that it – a referential nod to formal attire that’s nothing to do with an everyday, sloppy beach t-shirt?
Really?
Why don’t they add a small piece of material to mimic a tie?
Or maybe my little moob pocket is more than that…
Maybe it’s a zen challenge.
How am I to be at peace with a pocket that has no purpose?
Am I clapping with one hand?
Did a tree fall silently unheard?
If a pocket contains nothing, is it really a pocket any longer?
Why do I find it so difficult to just let this moob pocket be whatever it wants to be in this moment?
Why this need to understand? To explain?
All of this before I even drank any coffee.
Happy New Year!
