the pink shirt

Sometimes an idea strikes you–I think I’m working on a short story that involves a pink shirt. What comes of it? We’ll see. Perhaps the whole thing will just die (or, better yet, transform into something better). I was initially of the belief that the story was about the pink shirt, but within the last 24 hours I’m starting to think that the pink shirt is just one of many objects that can represent annoyances in our lives. »