Theory of sock

We will not truly have a theory of everything until the repeated application of that final, singular equation – because eventually the physicists will be able to reduce the entirety of the bouncing, buzzing subatomic zoo down to a series of lower-dimensional projections and broken symmetries stemming from just one beautiful equation of infinite dimension, ornamented with pi and c and a spanakopita of Greek letters — until that equation, crunched a googol of googols times on God’s calculator over the history of the universe, produces the brown argyle sock hanging like a tongue over the edge of my dresser drawer.