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I am going home for Christmas and New Year, which means I am packing for winter. I need just two pairs of clean socks, but no.

Despite my best efforts, my socks have gone through what I assume is a bad break-up (‘cuz one of them has left forever), when I wasn’t looking. I try so hard to make them stay friends. I wash them together, I even tie them together. But I guess my socks are secretly loners.

So I have decided to just wear them singly, ‘cuz if they want to be alone so badly, who am I to say anything.