have you ever woke up wearing something different than what you went to bed in? this morning i woke up to find the t-shirt i was originally wearing in a contemptuous wad on the side of the bed. and there i was wearing a fresh new t-shirt. once i saw the original t-shirt, i had a vague recollection of getting up during the nite and pulling another shirt out of my drawer, but I don’t really remember what compelled me to do this. i am truly curious why my t-shirt was so woefully inadequate that i just HAD to find something else to wear at 3a.m.