It all started with a simple task: what to wear for the day.
I mean, it's not rocket science, right? But then I found myself questioning the fabric of reality: socks or sandals?
It's not just about the clothes, it's about the philosophy behind them.
Do I wear the socks, or do I wear the sandals? Is it a paradoxical relationship
And then there's the existential crisis that comes with it.
Am I a slave to my fashion choices, or am I a free spirit?
Is it time to break free from the shackles of conformity
And so the cycle begins, and ends, and begins again.
Will I ever find my true style, or am I forever lost in this sea of second-guessing?
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