It happened so fast, what more can I say? Sometimes you have to get a little lost.
See, my twin made it through just fine. He passed the hamper, swirled about in the washer, danced joyously in the dryer, and then landed softly in the clean clothes basket.
Only now the basket is empty- all the garments sorted and put away. Well, almost. Except for my mate laying there alone.
Sorry my friends, but I could not live that life anymore. I needed a vacation, time to drift away.
Wait and see however, I may reemerge.
Sincerely,
Your Lost Sock
Fading Blue Owl 