It's just a simple black oversized v-neck cardigan.
It's my favorite article of clothing.
It's old.
It's worn.
It's soft.
At the slightest hint of a chill, I wrap it around me like a blanket. I relax. I feel at ease.
Others may laugh when they see me wearing it for the 10th day in a row, to them it's just a sweater.
But to me it is much much more.
It is warmth.

It is a safe place.

It is comfort.
