Just Woke Up at 3am: A Tale of Mismatched Socks

I'm pretty sure it's 3 am because the cat's hairball on my bed looks like it's staring at me.

I woke up, and my heart sank. Not just because it's 3 am, but also because I was wearing my "I'm with stupid" t-shirt and my "I'm with the world" socks.

It's like the universe decided, "Hey, you know what would be hilarious? If we made this guy wear a shirt that says he's with himself, but his socks are with everyone else!"

Now, I'm not sure if this is some kind of existential crisis or just a case of bad laundry planning.

Maybe I just need some socks that talk back. Or maybe I should just ask my cat for advice.

Just Woke Up at 3am: A Tale of Mismatched Socks

I'm pretty sure it's 3 am because the cat's hairball on my bed looks like it's staring at me.

Next time, I'll make sure to wear matching socks. Or maybe not.