my yellow socks

The class has started and a friend of mine noticed I am not sitting in my usual place. He turned around to see me. I was sitting alone on the last row. He asked "are you fine?", I replied "don't know", and saw him lowering his eyes down on my feet. He noticed a connection between my mood and my socks (according to his observations, I wear colorful socks when I am sad).

These last days were somewhat stressful: too much classes, too much work, and too many people. I will be part of some exciting events in the near future. Now, I want to close the doors and the windows, give away all the mirrors in my apartment - in them I see a girl asking me "what's wrong with you Mary?"