You know that movie “Sliding Doors” staring Gwyneth Paltrow? Gwyneth’s character barely makes a train and this simple action manages to put her life on some grand alternative parallel. She catches her scumbag boyfriend in the act of cheating, cuts her hair, gets totally hot, falls in love with a great guy and has a wonderful life. All because she managed to catch that train. The other parallel life Gwyneth character doesn’t get home in time to catch her cheating boyfriend, keeps her long boring hair and is otherwise forced to endure a pathetic existence.

Since seeing this movie a number of odd years ago I am plagued by a rather consistent form of anxiety regarding my every move and action. Could one false step sent my life spiraling uncontrollably down a doomed trajectory? Shit. Has it already? The agony!

I’m going somewhere with this. Here it is. The first time I was introduced to the Pantaline clothing and accessories line I knew for a fact that I had misstepped somewhere along the way. This should have been my idea. My undertaking. I mean, for crying out loud, they make “Hug Jackets.” Jackets build for hugging. That’s amazing. I swear my brain was built for this stuff, but the world will never know.

So far nothing is available for public sale. I’m not sure it will ever be. That’s a bummer.