I started collecting...
I find it rather easy to be honest.
It happens at random times, but expected usually.
It can be colorful.
Always soft.
Sometimes warm.
It comes in many shapes and sizes.
I bet you are dying to know...
Probably already guessed it...
I collect socks.
For many years it has been a mystery to me where the other pair went.
Did the dryer eat it?
Did it get left behind in the laundry basket?
Perhaps, it crept up a pant leg or got tangled in the fitted sheet or pillow case.
Did it ever get put in the laundry basket to begin with?
Maybe, it hid under the bed, couch, or behind the dryer.
Maybe it never came out of the shoe.
I sometimes believe it grew legs and ran away. I mean, who would want to wrap themselves around a stinky foot smothered in a sweaty shoe?
I have even predicted that it died of a broken heart because it was separated from it's twin.
It possibly could have been scared to be matched with some other sock that it felt it was not compatible with, so it hid behind the drawer that was overloaded with all the other happy matching coupled socks.
Unfortunately, I have never been able to solve the mystery.
Yet.
With further investigation, I hope to one day solve the case of , 'The Mystery of the Missing Sock!'
If you have enjoyed reading this post and like mysteries, stay tuned for the sequel called, 'The Mystery of the Missing Tupperware Lid.'
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