On socks and dreams.

“Miss, can you help me think of an onomatopoeia word?”
“Sure, um- wait, actually…”
<I pull up my pants leg to reveal my socks.>
“Oh, Miss. Oh, no.”
“What? You’ve seen my other clothes. Are you surprised?”
“No. But just the fact that you own those socks…and I bet this is like a dream come true for you, isn’t it?”
“Pretty much, yeah.”
“That’s the key, right there. If your dreams are about making use of your lame teacher socks, then you’ll always be happy.”

Photo May 12, 10 56 56 PM


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