I hate the way my jacket hangs on my upper back. In my art and in photos it looks all wrong. I hate my upper back. I imagine people watching me walking away and shaking their heads in disproval of my upper back and how it makes my coat hang awful across the shoulder blades. It looks all sacky and awkward.
How's the soup you're having tonight, Edgar? Did it leave eggy residue on your upper garment, or are your four black socks still contrasting against white snow?