So y’all know that orange coat that I brought way back when I moved here in 2014? The one that cost like $5 at Goodwill but has gotten me through eight hellish Canadian winters?

Yeah, he dead.

The zipper finally decided to BE FREE and, in my haste to repair it (since it’s still hella cold here), I made it so it couldn’t be anything BUT free and now it doesn’t zip at all.

So that blows.

But hey…eight years is a long time for me to have an article of clothing in which I walk. I am SUPER destructive with my walking clothes. You can see how bleached out this coat is. And it’s got a big hole in the back from thousands of miles of rubbing against my backpack.

RIP buddy, you were my warm winter friend.

Now I have to get a new coat before next winter, haha.