More Than A Sock…

Me: Could you please take your laundry to your room

I thrust her newly washed belongings into gangly arms before she has a chance to mention the next must-see episode of some dark & obscure gothic TV series she just has to watch…

Me: You’ve dropped a sock.

Daughter: Yes mother…it has fallen to earth, and it lies there… fragile and broken… like my hopes, my dreams…my aspirations….


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