Yet another one went missing. I just saw it last week. Today, it has decided to vanish only when I need it the most. Agitated, as I am scouring through the cabinet to confirm its disappearance, its partner is sitting there looking at me in wonder. My extreme anguish of losing it is but seen only as a sign of foolishness. 'Oh just pair me up with another one! Who's going to know?' its partner quipped, or something like that. How easy it is for it to detach itself from its companion of long time? No remorse, no sense of loss, no sorrow. A simple switch. That's it? Heartless piece of cloth. Indeed. It definitely is a heartless piece of cloth. Or is it? So began the thought process. Do I have enough socks in life? Maybe. Well, I do g ive a lot of thought to them before bringing them in my life. I make sure to have the right ones to cover all kind of scenarios, just in case, if some of them disappear. Probably the only thing I can say with confidence, is that I purchase s