Socks
This image is an animated representation of a pair of black socks. I do not own these socks. Any resemblances to your own pair of black socks or this story is a mere coincidence (1). This is a story all about how my life got twist-turned upside down. I’d like to take a minute, just sit right there. I’ll tell you how I under-shaved my legs, just by a few hairs. *** It happened around late-March, when the weather began hinting at warmer days to come. Bright sunlight brought enough warmth to make you question the number of layers you were wearing, before quickly crossing your arms as the accompanying cool, windy breeze reminded you of winters past. On one such day, I figured it would be a good idea to test my tolerance to the weather by popping on a pair of ankle-length leggings. Much like dipping your toe in the water before jumping in, I figured these lightweight leggings would be an appropriate transition piece between jeans and shorts. ...