It is one of the things I should have been doing all along, but couldn’t bring myself to do – cleaning out my sock drawer.  What does it entail?  Not just getting rid of those with irreparable holes or those that shrunk in the laundry, but also getting rid of socks that suit clothes that will never be worn again.  Which means, figuring out what clothes will be worn in the future.  Which means predicting what life will be like after the vaccine.  Will the vaccine work?  Will it keep us alive?  Will we live without the terror of plague?  Will we want to go back to our old life or will we re-invent our old lives?  Think about the possibility of seeing the light at the end of the tunnel and maybe it’s the end of the tunnel, maybe it’s the flashlight of someone else looking for a way out, or maybe it’s an oncoming train….

me, i decided to keep all the socks, no matter how old and tattered.  

i even darned a few.