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HasAnyoneSeenMySock

HasAnyoneSeenMySock???

There was once a sock. I loved it dearly. I wore that sock whenever I could. We went through so much together, that sock and I.

But everything changed when the Fire Nation attacked.

From that day to this, I have seen neither fuzz nor fiber of my beloved sock. So I scour the edges of the internet, hoping to find, in some image file or dingy chat room, a glimpse, a hint, a seam of my sock.

And so, dear reader, I must ask you...

Has anyone seen my sock?


Interests

I am on an never ending quest to save my sock. I also enjoy reading, writing, film, anime, learning Japanese, cats, musical theater, and Shakespeare. (Oh. And forcing people to constantly ask where my sock is whenever they reference me.)

Occupation

College Student


What is a poet? An unhappy person who hides deep anguish in his heart, but whose lips are so formed that when the sigh and cry pass through them, it sounds like lovely music.
— Søren Kierkegaard, Philosopher & Theologian