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valkryorYesterday, I decided to wear compression socks. My feets were a little chilly and the swelling has been particularly bad, so it made sense at the time. I decided against wearing long pants, though, and put on a pair of shorts.
With my knees exposed, I felt like I was undressed, drawers and stockings and oh gods, I need to cover up because I'm hanging out all over the place.
It was so friggen WEIRD. If I had taken off the socks, I wouldn't have had the cognitive dissonance. When I went to the loo, my knees were covered long enough for my skin to notice the temperature change and fucking hell, there's that feeling that I need to get dressed again.
My brain was having some issues, I tell you want.
With my knees exposed, I felt like I was undressed, drawers and stockings and oh gods, I need to cover up because I'm hanging out all over the place.
It was so friggen WEIRD. If I had taken off the socks, I wouldn't have had the cognitive dissonance. When I went to the loo, my knees were covered long enough for my skin to notice the temperature change and fucking hell, there's that feeling that I need to get dressed again.
My brain was having some issues, I tell you want.
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