The light goes amber, then blue, then gone, and somewhere in there a small face appears at the edge of your vision with a proposal. It is half past four. The argument is not about hunger. The argument is that darkness has fallen and darkness has always meant dinner, and no calendar reform is going to change that.

Printed on the Comfort Colors 1717: a 6.1-ounce, garment-dyed heavyweight that shows up soft, fits relaxed and boxy, and fades like a favorite because it basically ships as one. The type prints worn and broken-in, less ink and softer hand than a solid block.

• 100% ring-spun cotton, garment-dyed
• Relaxed fit, drop shoulder
• Worn, distressed type with a soft, broken-in hand
• Printed to order in the US

You will lose this one. You lose it every year around the end of October.