Touched...

A have a guy that i like since years ago. Earlier this year, i made a pair of socks for him. It was made of a pure wool. And i knitted the pair quickly because i was (also) leaving the country. The sock was a bit too big. So when i pass the sock to his family (i am leaving while he's coming home for a week or two), i told him that that was a pair of sleeping socks.

Last night, i was having a video call witg this guy. And he told me that he is wearing that pair of socks. I thought he was just making it, but he pull that socks out and showed them to me.

I am touched. And he told me that my socks were one of his weapon against the winter...

... (Still feeling touched)