I think I'm getting used to this, I think that wearing a long sleeve polo, slacks, black shoes, and an extremely odd-to-wear necktie is getting better. I'm getting the hang of this. But the truth is, I don't wear necktie. That's just, in my own opinion, odd. I came across this poem in the internet about neckties. Here it goes:
Arms spread across the grass
Eyes closed, this moment, don’t pass
Warmth of sunlight gently lifts my face
with the absence of a black suitcase
Finally my mind is able to breathe
while buzzed after an evening-like mead
This day should last forever
never to stress about a business endeavor
This day was hard to find
when weather is awfully unkind
There are dreary grey skies in me
in the man, I used to be