I suspect that women suffer this anxiety every so often, but for completely different reason. It doesn't seem that odd, until you actually want to ask someone about it. Then the words are difficult to form on the lips. Asking the question, out loud, just isn't done. So I'll do it in print.
Do you ever want to see your toes? Just a straight bend your head down and see your feet? I do.
steve burke photoIt's not that I worry about them. I suspect that they are still there, and working as best they can under the enormous loads and unfair working conditions I put them under. I just need a little reassurance.
I can lay down, and hold my feet up and see them. Sometime I get a fleeting glance putting on my socks.
When I rid myself of the spare tire, life will be so much better. I'll see my toes every day. Until then I must resort to these.
Welcome spring!
Toad
Welcome spring!
Toad
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