Little Love #3: Wool Socks

Little Love Number Three: Warm wool socks

As the weather gets colder, I'm increasingly impatient for the heat to come on in my apartment building. The whole place relies on a basement boiler; and my neglected, dusty radiator is itching to come alive again. Until that day, I'll be drinking lots of warm liquids and wearing only my coziest socks. My favorite pair is covered in constellations. They were a gift from my friend Hayley during our first year of college. She and I were on the crew team together, and those socks kept my toes warm through many cold mornings on the Charles.

As a kid, I used to think that socks were the worst gift a person could give. Now, I would be overjoyed to get some. It's funny how those things change.