On folding socks 🧦

 It's strange to admit that folding socks is as tedious as it is calming. It fills one with a small sprinkle joy to find a lone sock its matching companion, cuffing the two together to make a pair. The end goal is to ensure each sock has it's partner. Maybe it's because you think no sock should be by itself or it will be sad, the underlying personification driving the compulsion. Or maybe you just don't want to wear mismatching socks when grabbing them in an early morning rush. 😁 

Either way, no sock should ever have to be alone. 💪🏻 😂