The universe has a hole in it

Sunday I did laundry. I folded a small stack of three pairs of black pants.

Monday morning I couldn't find them when I went to get dressed. So I wore my grey pants.

On Tuesday, I still hadn't found them, so I wore a pair of very faded black pants.

Wednesday, I still hadn't found the stack, so I wore a dress (and the sky didn't fall, either.)

This morning, I spent 45 minutes looking for my missing stack of clean pants. They're nowhere to be found.

So I decided to try for a second day with the grey pants.
They're nowhere to be found.

So I decided to wear the old black pants again.
They're nowhere to be found.

I'm wearing a skirt. There's a hole in the universe and it's in my house.