how can these things trek so hard but hurt so much?
well, if I could just make a toast... to toes! and the the feet that grew them. may they carry me swiftly across bridges, softly through waters, and soundly in my sleep.
8.27.2010
to toes!
feet are funny little things. we walk, stand, run, use them all day. they reveal nerves, move to music, march around, get dressed up, take us places, and - my personal favorite - have toes that wiggle me to sleep. yet despite all the rough things they go through, the meeting of that one little toe and the corner of the bed post? tragic.
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