
I just had a silly thought as an antidote to feeling blue this evening as I was searching for some lost socks, I wondered if all the lost socks exist in a parallel universe somewhere longing for their twin flame sockettes they lost the way back to so long ago. I imagine all the lost socks crying tears of wool or nylon or cotton bemoaning their separated state and aching for the day they will all be reunited.
HahaHA!
Has to be true.
No other explanation
Xx
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Did you know, that all those spare lost socks, are magically transposed, and are reincarnated as tupper-ware lids
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Lol π
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I would forever be the ornery nylon sock without a mate, LOL.
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Lol I may be more the cotton variety β€
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Hahaha!
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Hugs βΊ
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Hugs back. π
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π β€
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