There's something tragic about a lost sock or glove lying, forgotten, on the sidewalk. It always makes me think of the moment when the person discovers it's gone and mourns its loss. I guess that's better than never even noticing, but still.
Bye, 2010. You've been a good year. Thank you :)
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I think the exact same thing! Then I typically take it a step further and think about times when I'VE lost a glove, and wonder if someone thought about ME when he/she saw it lying on the sidewalk somewhere.
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