The Svithe of the Two Socks


Sunday: I need socks for church. I grab two seemingly identical Gold Toes from my drawer. But they are not identical: One has faded. I don't have time to change it.

At the end of the day, the faded sock has stayed up without fail.

The blacker sock has fallen down my calf over and over again.

this svithe on thmusings
last week's svithe

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