New socks

I really like my new socks, Colleen got them for me from Sam’s club. I’ll never forget the first time I realized how amazing new socks can be. I had just gotten back from Dover England from Paris and the socks I had were crusty. None of my clothes had been washed in at least a month, I was pretty gross. I went by some store near the hotel I was staying at and bought an FCUK beanie and a 3 pack of soft looking socks, headed back to the hotel and thought it would be a good idea to take a bath. I really should have showered first. The water in the tub turned brown when I got into the tub, it was still amazing, I ended up draining and adding water three times before it resembled clean water. After a couple hours of soaking I made it out of the tub, dried off, it was amazing, but then I got dressed, my jeans were still dirty, no biggie, I put on the only clean shirt, found it in the bottom of my pack, had totally forgotten about it, but then came the moment, the moment I put those clean socks on, it was glorious.
I then spent the rest of the day walking around the Dover beaches, thinking about who I had lost.