
L – Lost pens, socks & my will to socialize
There are three great mysteries in my life: where my pens disappear, why my socks never match, and how my enthusiasm for socializing evaporates the moment I step out. While the first two can be blamed on the universe’s twisted sense of humor, the third is a personal tragedy that unfolds in slow motion at every social gathering I’m forced to attend.
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