WE ALL have a favorite t-shirt that we use at home. I actually have several home shorts in different colors. But my favorite happens to be white. And right now all these shirts have been washed and abused because of staying home.
They give new meaning to the phrase home t-shirts. Judging from how they look I need to buy new ones. Especially when I look at my favorite. One year of washing and it looks painful. My favorite shirt happens to be white.
At the start of the pandemic, my favorite white shirt was bright white. It did not have any holes, it did not look ragged. Now after almost a year, it is hardly what it was. Hindi na sya bright white, para na syang brown white. It has several holes, some small, some not so small. The "collar" has a big hole. And it pains me to look at my favorite shirt in this condition.
Sooner or later, I will have to discard it and it will become a rag. What fate it awaits. But it is not alone.
I also have a pair of shorts that will suffer the same fate. Like the shirts, I have several pairs of shorts. Like the shirts, I also have a favorite. It is soft and it is pink, well most of it because it has a plaid pattern. But soon it will no longer be plaid because it will have no more pattern. What fate it awaits.
It may seem foolish but when I wear both favorites I feel light. Both are soft, both are comfy, both are me. There is something assuring and safe when you wear your favorite rags, I mean favorite shirt and shorts. It is like watching your favorite movie. No matter how many times you have seen it, it is always a joy. Same thing with your favorite food. (That would be a little difficult choice because I have several: Ramen, hot and sour soup, marinara, ramen, salads with roasted sesame dressing, ramen... get the point?) There is something homey about all those things. They are telling you, no matter what, you are safe here. Perhaps that is why they call it comfort food.
We all like the familiar because it is familiar. It is like going to your favorite restaurant. You know what to expect. It is like being with your closest friends, you know what to expect. There is security and warmth in them. Also, love.
We may discard shirts and shorts but I guess the feeling will always remain.