Cashmere Crewneck Cardigan

I always felt indulgent buying myself things expressly designed to cushion the fall of life, unless it was a last minute Target add on, thrown on top of pens and Olipop and a prescription. Then I was given a soft pink cashmere plane wrap with matching eye mask (one of those holiday gifts that is so considerate it almost stares into your soul.) Gateway drug!

A psychic recently told my friend to buy his mother a cashmere sweater and scarf the color of running water. I am not his mother, but also maybe I am?