Stare deeply into the endless woven thread. Allow yourself to sink into the soft, swirling fabric. Let the infinite scarf absorb your worries, as you wrap your head around the things you cannot change and mistakes you cannot fix.

Feel the false security from an unending scarf that can’t pay your bills, and won’t help you solve the relationship problems with your mom.

You haven’t found love, but you found the mittens that match your scarf inside its folds. Blessed be the infinity scarf, with its steadfast, meaningless Autumn comfort.