I’m on my summer vacation, and after one week at the summer cottage and one — this — week spent pretty much lazing around (and assassinating people), I decided to do something useful for a change. I started organizing my closets. I went through (actually started to go through, I’m not finished yet) the clothes — especially my overflowing sock drawer; I love silly socks — and checked if there was anything to throw out or recycle.

I came across my favourite socks.

My favourite socks

Worn out, faded, and I haven’t worn them for ages. After thinking about it for a while, I decided to throw them out. Hopefully they’ll bring warmth to someone when they’re burned at a power plant.