encapsulated in their own warm universe, they spin and twirl, connecting breifly and then spiraling away. sometimes a bond forms, pure electric energy, and they stay sosonear to each other, touching across their whole length and breadth until entropy and gravity pull them apart again. sometimes they are trapped in one place, slamming against the wall over and over, turning tight circles as the rest fly past.

yes, i anthropomorphize my socks.
they work hard, i think they deserve a little humanization.

besides, i anthropomorphize everything.