Day 38
Today, I walked on the grass with bare feet.
Though I would certainly characterize myself as an “outdoorsy” kind of person, I rarely take me shoes off when I’m outside. This could be attributed to an irrational fear of stepping on rusty, AIDS-infected hypodermic needles, I believe it is simply the lack of thought on my part that leaves my feet caged in shoes. I pretty much just never remember to take them off.
Today was different, though. Having been directed to by the book, I removed my shoes and stepped from the sidewalk to the grass. I walked in it for a while, scrunching my toes up around clumps of it. It was rather cold still, so there wasn’t a whole lot of green grass, however it was nice to feel what was there.
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