Dear Humans,

Your socks will lose their matches. That’s just something that happens. You can set up systems to slow it. But eventually you’ll be holding a green argyle sock in one hand, fruitlessly digging through the laundry pile for the other one. 

There are just too many places a sock has to go. The hamper, the washing machine, the dryer, the to-be folded pile on the couch. And finally back with its partner into the sock drawer.

But if you’re lucky, by the time your sock loses its partner, the heels are worn through or the elastic cuff has lost its stretch or there’s a hole in the toe, and it’s time for a brand new pair anyways.

Sincerely,

Mr. Curt