My hat is a white, terry-cloth hat which I got many years ago.
I don't claim to believe that is is in style or will ever again be in style,
but I was moved to wear it when I got up this morning. Any abuse I
receive because of my hat is of little or no concern to me. If I worried
about my public image, then I would have to restrict myself from
actions that are characteristically mine. That includes dressing
strangely. Perhaps I want to stand out in many ways, and wearing
a white hat would be advantageous. Styles come and go so quickly
that I feel no need to bother with keeping up. Instead, I do what I
wish to do and wear what I wish to wear, and I am a better person
because of my individuality.
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