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1 missing sock.
I check again.
In the washer, in the dryer,
Down the hallways I passed down,
No where.
It’s the bright red cherry to my shitty day.
It takes that one missing sock to send me into spiral.
It’s not a huge deal,
I have other socks.
Why am I so upset?
All these small little things build up and I’m over it.
Why can’t one thing go right?
I just need to get some rest.
Im finishing up hanging my shirts so that I can head to bed,
And that 1 missing sock slips out from the bottom.
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Oh my frikin heck that happens so much!! Its so annoying!!
ReplyI love this I relate to it so much, those tiny things just pile and pile.
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