THEORY
It starts with the sock. A single, lone sock. Forgotten in the washing machine, lost under the bed, or cruelly discarded in the laundry basket. But then, the replacement process begins. The desperate search, the frantic rummaging, the eventual acceptance of a new, unfamiliar sock. And so the cycle begins anew.
But what is the true cost of this endless cycle? Is it the waste, the excess, the sheer emotional toll of it all? Or is it the freedom, the joy, the liberation of embracing the unknown?