My mind wanders all the time but I have not yet invented a perpetual motion machine or figured out what dimension my missing socks are in,
Remember 'The Island of Misfit Toys' from Rudolf the Red Nosed Reindeer?
I have the 'Box of Unmatched Socks' on the floor of my bedroom closet.
Unmatched sock? Toss it in the box.
Every few months sort through the box and mates will be found.
Maybe there is some sort of 'sock cloning' happening in the box.
Dunno...
They’re with my left socks...